On a serious note, I am Kent Anthony Gestopa. Currently, a second-year college student at Cebu Normal University (CNU) taking up Bachelor of Secondary Education- Major in Mathematics.  With a warm greeting, let me take you on a tour with my not-so-livable life journey as I share with you my short autobiography.

When I was still in my biological mother's womb, she was already hesitant in having me. She was still immature and is still left dumbfounded by the sudden responsibility of raising a child. Even his siblings were in a rage and did not even show care and support. They even mocked her and beat her up while I'm still inside her. 

Three months after I was born, she was already offering other people to be my guardians. It even comes to her mind that she will just put me in the woods where someone might find me. Fortunately, I was accepted by the live-in partner of her brother.

In the first two years of being adopted, I already suffered a lot of situations where my health and life were already at risk. Even my guardian thought that I might leave the world at that time. Luckily, I survived and did not suffer any critical health issues even now.

Yet, as I grew up, I did not make myself indulge in questioning why I was let go by my biological mother. I rather made myself busy in achieving things in life. I was a consistent honor student in my Elementary and Highschool levels. I was also awarded for my achievement and triumphs in different fields of academics and leadership. I even got myself into community organizations both local and international. With a sense of modesty, everyone wishes to have my life. Little did they know that throughout those achievements and triumphs, I was already not happy in continuing my own life.

As I was having my last Senior High School year, my mother was hospitalized because of a "brain aneurysm" (abnormal swelling of the blood vessels). It was one of my darkest days where it changed my perception of life. I even thought that maybe I was a curse for other people because of my existence. Fortunately, my foster mother recovered in a fast-paced and there were no complications. 

However, I was already drowned with negativity and anxiety. I even attempted to do suicide three times. I was never okay, yet, I can still wear my smile and laugh in front of others. During that time, all I thought was to blame and pity myself for existing. I don't know what is the root of all that negativity but maybe it's because of the pressure and responsibility that is too much for me to handle.

Moreover, I tried my best to stand up and make myself better. By doing things one step at a time, I'm slowly achieving my plans. Even when I entered the college test at Cebu Normal University, I was not in the right mood and all I thought was that at least I tried. Luckily, I was one of the students who passed. That was also an eye-opener for me that maybe, it's time for me to make myself better.

As of now, I still experience the nightmares haunting from my past, however, I prefer to continue my life with the path provided. After all, the world is too vast for me to focus on negativity. The horizon is still far and I can still discover new things that can make me better and bolder.