I’m not comfortable putting my thoughts in writing, but today im making an exception. Last January 1, 2005, we all mourn the lost of a friend and to us who were there to witness it all, life will never be the same again. I have never felt that much emotion’s (fear, disappointment and anger) all in one day.

How do they expect you to react? I don’t think anybody can feel, think and act normal after witnessing that kind of scene. I didn’t even remember my cell phone number or pray the “our father” and yet they expect me to remember company rules. I was disappointed because the people who I thought would help me make them understand that like “him” I am a victim too, allow this to happen to me. Yes, they empathize with you, but then again they don’t know exactly how you feel because they’re not the ones having nightmares, there not the one who jumps whenever there’s a loud bang and there not the ones who sees her whole career collapse before her.

To Anyong, I will never forget that you walked me to Glorietta. You don’t know how much that means to me. Looking back, I don’t know if you noticed but I was really in the edge of breaking down (kung hindi lang nakaka hiyang umiyak sa crowd). To Joanne, Goody and Larry thank you guys for fighting my battle. I will always be grateful that I am part of the Ops team. You are my main motivation to still come to work although I know the effort you exert to put up with me especially after they asked me to sign the letter. To Don Henrico and Jay, thank you for the advice but I was given no choice, but thanks anyway. To the people who helped me pick up the pieces thanks, you did more help than the talk with the psychiatrist…hehheheh…

Now I am ready to move on…