My Stories

I met him in 2004. It was a despedida party because my sister and I were leaving for Japan and he was there with his brother, who was my sister’s boyfriend at the time. Among all the noise and laughter that night, he stood out without trying. He was tall, handsome, and kind of funny. I noticed him and he immediately became my crush that night, though neither of us knew what that moment would grow into. Months later, while I was in Japan, I saw him again through a screen. My s

I used to believe marriage was forever, that once you say I do, it means you never let go no matter how hard things get. My dream was simple: to have a complete and happy family. For years, that dream kept me holding on, even when everything inside me was falling apart. We were together for fourteen years, married for seven. To others, we looked like the perfect couple but people around us only see the smiles not the moments in between. They don't see how slowly things change

I first came to Canada from the Philippines believing it would be a new beginning, a chance to rebuild life with hope and determination. But only a few months after arriving, life changed in ways I never imagined. The foundation I had built cracked, and suddenly everything I thought I could rely on was gone. To survive, I took on two full time jobs. Doing this meant I could provide for my kids but it also meant sacrificing almost everything else. Sleep was rare. Many times I