Tonight I got the answer.
this thing was going in my mind for days now, I wont mention what it is but I’ll just say that it is about my family. few days from now wednesday if I am right. someone broke into our house in mindoro, very drunk, and angry man came in and started to smash things in our house. I asked one of our employee what is the reason of our driver (the man who attacked) to do such things, “I don’t know. I wasn’t there” he replying to me. which is very reasonable because it happened late night. so I came to my father and asked what happened really happened. but he just ignored my question which is a clear sign that he didn’t want to talk about it.
Though from then I already know what is really happening.
This is what I found out. when a woman caught her boy cheating she will ask you if it’s true. right? because she wants assurance to what she saw, though she caught her boy red handed, she’ll still ask if what she knows is true because a part of her is hoping that it’s not. though she already know the answer she’ll ask. because she loves the boy and she don’t want to lose him. so a part of her was hoping that she’s wrong.
That’s what I was feeling, until tonight, I was hoping my speculations about the incident was wrong. because if I was right I might lose someone very important to my life. and I really don’t want that.
But the clock stopped ticking and my assumptions was right. and I wish I can resolve this. because right now life is giving me lemons. and I don’t have a fucking juicer.