It’s been four months since I left Baguio. Ang dami kong natutunan and yet I’m still the same person. Nahanap ko ko nga ang sarili ko pero di ko pa rin alam kung saan ako tutungo. I was blinded by the thought that happiness is in the next phase when in fact it’s always in the present. Right here, right now.
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Red Cardigan
Non-FictionI'm Clarissa. It's been two years since I isolated myself after experiencing failures, rejections and heartbreak. This is my 7-month Baguio Story of recovery and redemption from depression and anxiety.
