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A ll of us have some point in our life feel at our lowest. When the world seems to go against your plans and that you are running in a loop with no progress in sight, the feeling is overwhelming. “I have done all I can but nothing seem to work”. But how do you know that it’s not working? Sometimes our judgment is bias and that we seem to focus more on the negative side. Instead of finding faults in our inadequacies, look at the accomplishments you have made. This may be as simple as finishing daily work, task at school, office or home. Making time to do your assignments at the library, for example, is already an accomplishment. You have sacrificed a good deal of effort to finish a valuable report. So don’t be too harsh on yourself, celebrate instead. I n our daily experiences, dark side and evil persist. With the constant negative news aired in the media, no one can deny this fact. Celebrity shows are even worse in depicting scenes which are deemed inappropriate for society. Peo...

by: archi byqn I was a victim of child abuse. Violence. Physical trauma. Pain. That is how I saw my world. The hardship is eternal—I wonder when the end will be? I wished my perpetrator die and suffer just like how he inflicts suffering to me. But I am a defenseless five-year old, and crying is my only resort. I sought for help but it never came. Dismayed. Disheartened. If only I was old enough, if only I was more physically capable, I should have, I should have…. The metal part of the belt hit my butt, into my back, down to my legs and up to my arms. “Wala kang kwentang bata, put?!g ina mo –“ You are of no use, mother fuc?!r. “ I heard him say repeatedly. I needed help. The horror was very real. I needed help, Oh God wherever you may be. The striking took forever until it finally halts. The perpetrator must have felt mercy—or was tired to even continue. My body was soar, my eyes puffing, my voice hoarse from screaming and my heart too heavy. The beating continued...