“Sana ‘wag kang magbabago.” (My wish is that you never change.)
I’ve been in a dozen debut parties and there was NEVER a time when I didn’t hear this spoken. Don’t ever change. When you’re 18, sitting on a makeshift throne, bedazzled in a gown with all kinds of beads and sequins, with all your relatives and friends in front of you, celebrating your lady-hood, this doesn’t seem to matter.
But it does. It does matter.
It matters because after a couple of years, when you’re 25 and left alone, working late at night, you will look back at your awkward debut photos and you’re gonna wish you asked your Tita why she said that, and what she meant by that. What was she feeling? What battles were she fighting back then, for her to have said that? Why is that at 18, you’re expected to change, and never change all at the same time?
It matters because you’re going to look back and realize and that you’ve changed, and you couldn’t have helped it if you tried.
It matters because by the time you realize you’ve changed, you’re gonna feel like you’ve lost your way and it’s all your fault.
It matters because by the time you’re 25 Sara Bareilles would release this song, and you’re gonna feel A LOT OF FEELS.
She’s imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won’t ask for help
She is messy but she’s kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
Millennial Interests 