Quiet desperation
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on November 8, 2005. For the past months, I’ve kept a...
Passion and paychecks
In my dauntless years, I swore to myself that I should never let my passion become a slave to money....
In the eyes of the ‘sheep’
In a world where women are often preyed upon simply for existing, the reality of being female is a harrowing...
The novice teacher
Teaching is draining. It is unglamorous, an ugly truth. There’s no sugarcoating because it will likely lead to disappointments and...
A Disney princess story
Young girls have always looked up to Disney princesses. As kids, we often had to choose our favorite—some wanted to...
The rusted teaspoon
Is this how it goes? Growing up, the saying about being born with a silver spoon or a wooden ladle...
Nothing wrong with disability
I am autistic with co-occurring bipolar disorder. Every time I disclose to others that I have such an identity, there...
A Friday of Pride
It was a Friday night of preparation. I was organizing my belongings and clothes for an early trip to La...
So, this is the corporate world
Since I was a kid, I dreamt of ending up in an office job. I felt chills every time I...
Side effects
There were 11 swivel chairs intended for the procurement team of the company that I work for, but today, only...
