After dropping off my daughter at the library of UP Diliman, I got caught in traffic near the College of Law. Looking to my left, the pink posters made me giggle. Not that they were pink… I rolled down my car window and quickly took a snapshot using my camera phone.
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One of my coping mechanisms after the death of my son was to focus on others in order to forget my pain . Years later when I visited a counsellor in a “well-known center” somewhere in Quezon City (which I don’t advise you go to, please), I was told that I was a co-dependent. I had no idea what that meant but according to the definition of co-dependency,
“Co-dependency can be defined as the tendency to put others needs before your own. You accommodate to others to such a degree that you tend to discount or ignore your own feelings, desires and basic needs. Your self-esteem depends largely on how well you please, take care of and/or solve problems for someone else (or many others).”
Okay so I put other’s needs before mine. But I thought that was a noble characteristic of mothers, don’t you think? or was I smothering? From the book, Codependent No More, I discovered I was too controlling over my children and husband. Perhaps because my life was out of control? Although I disagree with some co-dependent theories, the one I value most is Taking care of yourself.
The topic of yesterday’s meeting with The Compassionate Friends was “The Creative Ways of Remembering our Loved one”. Why do we want to remember? Some well-meaning relatives or friends think that doing this will just bring more pain. On the contrary, we never want to forget our loved one. Luijoe continues to live in my heart and I never want to forget him. I am truly amazed at the various creative projects that some of our compassionate friends have undergone:
I enjoy the moments whenever my two girls and I are able to go to the gym. Since classes were suspended today due to the “coup attempt”, we took the opportunity to bond together at Fitness First. Unfortunately, my dear hubby was still stuck at his office. When we arrived at the members lounge, most of the people were glued to the news on the TV monitor scattered around the gym area. Obviously , it was about the State of Emergency.