There is no transalation of the word 'pahamak'

 

Mindfulness and what breaks the camel's back. 

It isn't the straw, but the number of straws piled on top. At what point is it too much? Lay it on with inconsideration while their lives get better in their narcissistic ways.

This is the point when it is too much. 

When I drop and make the statement, and already know that I have been used again. I guess love will constantly make excuses and go on to forgive when no forgiveness is asked. 

Perhaps the painful lessons that we learn in life include caring for others. In the various roles that we play, some entail sacrifice. Asking for what the needs are, demanding for fairness, is ignored, in mindless ways due to entitlement. To make it more difficult, the path leads to more difficulty, and when the person saves themselves, it's an RPG game of left for dead. |

The bitterness turns into letting go. Throwing the towel in, have a good life. Go and pursue your dreams, and I will not be part of it, as there is that ever-present feeling and knowing that na-pahamak ako. 

Pahamak has no direct translation in the English language. It is not sabotage, nor all the other translated words. The closest that it could mean is that a person got in trouble due to another one by following them or rescuing them. Such is the stuff that heroes are made of, in saving others, they lose their life. Such is what builds character, as deliberate or not, when stepping on others to uplift themselves, the golden rule is ignored. 

There are concerns, and all have them. Unkindness is the thing that happens when others need help. But mindfulness is necessary to keep in mind that perhaps, without pride, with all humility, the reason why a person is in trouble could be our fault. It reminds me of this mother that fed her child cake and Coke to fatten her up and the child developed juvenile diabetes. 

For all the good that we do, it does work. When the person is able to be in a better position, just throw in the towel, ask for nothing, do nothing, as it is useless. They could have done so out of desperation, could have kept themselves entertained, and lack mindfulness. Will it happen again? 

Like the child that ate the cake and Coke her mother gave her, it is due to trust. One thing that we can trust is that people will fail us, but God never fails. It could be an echo of guilt, of fond remembrance, perhaps even pity for the person that they trampled on as they turn to be there during their better days, and it is with disdain, advice, and all those things that are not nice.

It hurts. It hurts to be here. I don't hope, as today, it is clear.