Pare, dalawang araw ko nang hindi nakikita ang mga anak ko….t@*#%!” “Pano pag naghiwalay kami ng asawa ko dahil sa trabaho ko…”
Such is a lamentation I have heard more than once in this job. To be honest, I think Kernan and I might not have lasted this long had we not been in the same line of work. It’s hard enough to deal with even when both of us are here.
I could only imagine how it is like for other couples who come from opposite sides of the working fence. If one of you has a high-stress job with irregular working hours and the other has a regular 8am - 5pm job, matching schedules to set aside some “quality time” can pose a real challenge. Distance unguarded may soon turn into animosity which could break any relationship.
If your partner lacks experience in TV production work, she/he may need to employ a great deal of patience for the waiting nights; endless understanding for the stress-induced mood swings and superhuman trust in an environment where there is high-risk for temptation.
When all else fails, you can either quit the relationship or quit your job.
Finally visited my blog after the longest time, and now I feel it’s somewhat ancient. I reread my older entries, and I realized how much has changed and how many things have happened since then.
June has become somewhat a turning point for me. Kind of like a New Year in the middle of 2006.
June 10 was when Kernan and I marked our fourth anniversary. Yes it’s almost a month and we haven’t celebrated yet. But I feel no frustration. I am happy just knowing we’ve made it through a very tough year. Everyday is a celebration for us. And we love each other more.
June 10 was also when Lovely Day celebrated its second anniversary. Every day leading up to and after the anniversary was a blur. I had little time to eat and sleep. One day crossed over to the next and I was always disoriented as to what day it was. For the first time since I entered this show, I felt so stressed and haggard.
My weight dropped and some people even thought I was OD-ing the herbal pills I was taking. In reality, I had stopped taking the pills and it was the stress that was making me drop the pounds so fast. Now people tell me, they liked me more when I had my cheeky look, when just a few months ago, they were telling me I looked fat.
I was tired and aimless. I became so uptight and tense as if I was walking on egg shells all the time. I would brood over the most trivial things. I would create my own heartaches and problems. It was as if I was directing and acting in my own real-life soap opera!
