I have this need to educate ignorant haters what karma is. It looks like they don’t know what it is. There are 2 kinds of karma. The good karma and the bad karma.

My friends who care and love me told me “you don’t need to explain. Just don’t mind them.”

Yes, it’s true. I don’t need to explain to them, but I feel I have to let them know what’s happening to me now so they will know what good karma is.

I have been with TB for (give and take) 30 years. I said give and take because physically 85% of the time he was in the rehab and I was left alone with my yaya Norma (and of course my in laws who supported me) raising my 3 kids. But the times he was home it was hell. I guess some of you know how hard it is to live with a drug addict.

I stayed because my kids were still small. But all these time I have been waiting for the time to leave and change the course of my life.

I waited until such time my kids will be big enough.

My closest friends know what I have been through. They know how much I suffered and how I sacrificed my own happiness.

The biggest factor why I was able to hold on this long is because of my in laws. They supported me and the children. They gave us the good and luxurious life.

Fast track.

2 weeks ago I finally was able to leave TB. Finally.

This has been what I wanted for 30 years. For 30 long years. With the support of my children.

I have never been this happy in my life. Never. I forgot how it is to live. Even the smell of coffee in the morning is enough to make me smile.

Things are so much different now. I’m at peace and I have been enjoying my life. As it is.

You know what bad karma is? Bad karma is when you wake up every morning still fat and ugly. That my friend (wait, you’re not my friend. I don’t know you. I haven’t even met you in person) is bad karma. Bad karma is being serve to you everytime you look at yourself in the mirror.

Bad karma is when you work your ass off ‘cos you need to feed your lazy husband. That my sister is bad karma.

Bad karma is when you live in a pig sty and have a husband who doesn’t have a decent job and you do nothing but stalk people on social media. That my sister is bad karma.

You know what good karma is?

This is good karma: