Republic of the Philippines

CAMARINES SUR POLYTECHNIC COLLEGES

Nabua, Camarines Sur

NAME: Angelyn E. Ti-ad

GRADE/SECTION: BSN-1A
INSTRUCTOR: Ma. Syris Obrero
SUBJECT: Purposive Communication

There are five skill of communication: listening, reading, speaking, writing and
viewing. Among these five skills mentioned above, which is your best way(skill) of
communicating with the people that surround you?

If I will be given the liberty to choose which among these five skills is my best way
of communicating with the people around me then it would be “writing”. Honestly, after I
open this task and read its direction I was hesitant if I am going to continue explaining
why I choose this skills which is “writing” as some traumatizing memories during my high
school life flows back in my mind. And just by reading the word “writing” made me feel
nostalgic and it feels like something inside me gets heavier. However, nonetheless of that
painful past, here I am still writing for the explanation why I choose this as a sign that I
already surpassed that dark side of my life.

So the reason why I choose writing as my effective way of communicating is simply

because here in writing I could confidently express my thoughts, my whole self, here in
writing I am free to express my hidden emotions, free to fully convey the “real me” without
judgement and fear of criticism from other people. And here in writing I can show my
whole personality and appreciate the dark and unlighted side of me. I guess while reading
this, I know you are wondering where all of these lines are coming from. But I think this is
now the right time to somehow talk about the main reason “why” I choose writing and
share a bit of my past. During my high school year way back 2018, my mental health
declined. I suffered from unending traumatizing events in my life that led to a mixture of
anxiety and depression that I even came up to the point of my life where I just want to
end myself so I could “escape” and “end” this cloudy and unnamed feelings of mixed
emotions going around and ‘round inside of head. It was so serious that I was even
needed to undergo treatments and consult myself to psychiatrists and psychologists in
Manila in order to see what is really going on to me and all of them noticed that I am fond
of writing. They noticed that in writing I am more capable of expressing my thoughts to
other people than talking that’s why they push me to keep on writing and jot everything
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CAMARINES SUR POLYTECHNIC COLLEGES
Nabua, Camarines Sur

that is going on to my head. Right there and then instead of ending my own life just so I
could “escape” that tragic phase of my reality, I turn all of my frustrations in writing and it
gradually became my “escape from reality”. Why? because that time I have no one else
to talk to. Sad to say but in that four corner of my room no one ever see the wrenching
pain inside of me, no one ever see the thoughts going on inside my head. I feel twisted,
neglected and lost in despair. I was so helpless. However, that one black pen and piece
of paper became my weapon. I put all my emotions and pain through writing and I was
so surprised to see myself where from that point I started to feel different emotions again.
As I put my works in public, I harvested positive thoughts, energy and feedback from
people realizing that I am not the only one undergoing from this darkness, I realized that
there’s a lot of other “me” out there silently battling this kind of pain and only waiting for
these kind words to understand and reciprocate their feelings. That’s why from that
moment, writing had become my strength and medium to surpass that phase of my life
because it is not only served as my survival kit but also became my own very effective
way on disseminating encouraging words to those people who experienced the same
despair as me. I was able to communicate and spread my words through writing which I
always struggled to say by speaking. In writing I was able to open up myself and share it
to other people who also needs help. That’s why until now I am delighted to know that
through it I am capable of lessening the pain they felt inside and just by having the idea
that my writings became the source of their strength I was inspired to keep on writing that
time. However, due to pandemic, changes in our season and the comings of college life,
sad to say I stopped from writing however my works are still there freely circulating and
motivating those people that highly needs that. So with all that being said, it is true that
our “mind is a prison”. It is a cell. However, I was able to free myself from there and walk
freely as writing became my key. And till these days I am deeply thankful and beyond
grateful that God gave me something to keep on living. And yes, writing is powerful and
yes, this is my effective way communicating with those people around me.