this is me..

[beach_bitch]

dealing with post traumatic stress.

i was awakened by the commotion downstairs.
i heard my dad's angry voice (which i've heard about a total of 10 times in my whole life)
and of course i got scared, it'll take a lot for my father's patience to break.
(i know so, cus he never laid a hand on me considering the shit i put em through.)
and then i hear my brother say something i dint quite understand but i knew he was trying to argue something.
my dad tried to say something and my brother cut him off again.
this time, it was my mom's voice that cut him off.
i was feeling disoriented and confused at what's going on but what my mom said woke me up..

"anung maglalagay tayo ng camera? baket? ganun ba tayo kayaman?"

sushal naman mother. "ganun ba tayo kayaman?"
so *insert hand gesture here* "mayaman" pala tayo..
hindi nga lang tayo *insert hand gesture here* "ganun" kayaman.

and so i realized what my brother had said..
"eh di magpakabit tayo ng camera, para malaman natin kung sino talaga gumawa nyan"

i suddenly thought of how my mother processed that
(all thought bubbles are said in "gold coins" tone)



thought bubble: magkabit ng camera??



thought bubble: magkano ba ang camera??



thought bubble: pero mahal ang camera??



thought bubble: mahal yun... ga.. gastos lang yun noh!

and then she blurted that line out..
"anung maglalagay tayo ng camera? baket? ganun ba tayo kayaman?"

seriously, my point is, i dont even know why she even processed that thought.
but her remark surely proves, she DID think about it.
amazing.