I felt a peculiar pain that it woke me up from my deep slumber. Owing to my reflexes, I rushed to the mirror to take a glance of what caused my ruckus. After absorbing the sad reality, I could not help but feel sorry for myself who has become an undesirable creature.
I tried to deny its existence, but the pain it creates proves that it is alive. But the pain I felt was far from chronic, but enough to blow my balance. Then, as I took some oxygen, I exhaled a liter of tears. I drowned in the depths of sorrow.
I cursed hell. Then, I asked Him, why? What have I done wrong? Was I a bad person? Have I caused suffering to other person(s)? Didn’t You say that you only give challenges that we could handle? But why this! Isn’t it too much? I just turned 21!
Why now? When almost every aspect of my life is perfect; I have a loving family, a nice career, and a blooming love story. I never knew that my happiness would be this abrupt. I never expected that it has to end so soon.
I know, no one, aside myself, is to be blamed. I inflicted this disease on my own. I should have used my brain. I should have taken extra-precautions. “I should have never slept with a who*e…”
What can I do? I got stressed at work that only day, and doing it was the only outlet I could think of. Then again, regret really does come after, certainly not before. If only I could turn the hour glass upside down.
Even with my spirit down, I took my towel and hoped that taking a bath would flash all the pain away. However, I know that no matter how hard I scrub, I am already tainted. I am one of them.
With grief written all over my face, the least I expect that would care was my youngest brother. He asked me what’s wrong. I honestly told him what happened and I quote “I have a pimple today.” He said that I was overreacting. End of conversation.
“I should have never slept with a whole dirty face. I should have washed it first before I had gone to sleep. Even if I was tired from work, I should have cleaned myself.” A lesson learned the hard way.
PS This post is not intended to hurt or degrade persons, especially my friends, with pimples. This is just a pure expression of play of words. I hope I had made your heartbeat run!