“Dami Kong Grrrrr!” — When You’re One ‘Leche!’ Away From Snapping

 “Dami Kong Grrrrr!” — When You’re One ‘Leche!’ Away From Snapping

You ever have one of those days when everything — and I mean everything — is just irritating as hell?

You wake up late. The WiFi’s acting up. Your GC is full of nonsense. Someone left dishes in the sink again. Your boss sends that “Hi, can we talk?” message without context. And your last straw? You stub your pinky toe and you’re suddenly rethinking your entire existence.

And all you can say is:

“Dami kong grrrrrr!”

No explanations. No context needed. Just pure, unfiltered, full-body inissss.

1. Not Everything Has to Be Deep — Sometimes You’re Just Bwisit

Let’s face it — sometimes we feel bad for being mad. Like we're supposed to be calm and composed all the time, smiling through the chaos like some enlightened tita at yoga class.

But real talk? Being pissed is normal.
You’re not toxic. You’re not dramatic. You’re just bwisit. And that’s okay.

Because life throws a lot of curveballs — traffic, people who can’t take hints, delayed sweldo, classmates who don’t contribute sa group work — and you’re expected to just "keep your cool.”

Leche ‘yan. Tao tayo, hindi robot.

2. Anger Isn’t Always Just Anger

Here’s the thing: underneath that “grrrrrr” is usually something deeper.

You’re mad...

  • Because you feel disrespected.
  • Because someone crossed your boundary (again).
  • Because you're tired of pretending you're okay.
  • Because you’re exhausted and no one notices.

Anger is just the surface. But under that rage? There’s sadness, overwhelm, disappointment, or even fear.

And no — recognizing that doesn’t make you weak. It makes you self-aware.

3. We All Have That One “Gago” Who Triggers Our Inner Volcano

Let’s not pretend. We’ve all got that one person — the gago who always knows the wrong thing to say at the worst possible time. The one who makes you clench your jaw so tight you start Googling TMJ exercises.

Whether it’s a co-worker, a cousin, or your ex (hi 👋🏼), they’re not even trying to push buttons — they just exist and you’re already at 90°C.

But maybe that’s your cue to ask:

“Why does this keep bothering me?”
“What is this really about?”

Sometimes, the people who annoy us the most are mirrors. And ouch — but helpful.

4. Managing Your “Grrrrr” Without Losing Yourself

No, you don’t have to suppress your rage.
But also, no, you don’t have to go full taranta mode on everyone either.

Here’s what you can try instead:

🧘‍♀️ Breathe Before You Reply – Count to ten. Or twenty. Or one thousand. Depends on how gago the situation is.
📝 Vent Safely – Write a “notes app rant” (then delete it — unless you want drama).
🎶 Music = Therapy – Rage playlist? Sadboi OPM? Bahala ka, basta feel mo.
🚶‍♂️ Walk Away – Literally. Go outside. Touch grass. Or the nearest milk tea counter.
📞 Rant to Your Safe Person – Someone who won’t say “you’re overreacting,” but will say, “Gusto mo kain tayo?”
😴 Sleep – Because maybe you’re not mad… maybe you’re just hangry and lowbat.

5. It’s Okay to Be Angry — Just Don’t Stay There Forever

You are allowed to feel. You are allowed to say, “WTF is this day?”
You are allowed to roll your eyes and say “kainis naman oh!”
You are allowed to say “dami kong grrrrrr!” without having to explain yourself to anyone.

But eventually, ask yourself:

“How do I want to deal with this?”
“What do I want to learn from this?”

Because you’re not just a bundle of rage. You’re someone who’s learning to grow, even through the stress.

 

Final Hugot: “Yes, I’m Mad — But I’m Healing Too.”

So to all the people who feel like they’re on edge — who are just one “Hoy, bakit ganyan itsura mo?” away from losing it…

Breathe.
Rant.
Cry if you must.
Eat something crispy.
Then try again tomorrow.

Because we’re not here to be perfect.
We’re just here to survive, feel, and get better at not losing ourselves when life gets a little… leche.

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