Hello there,
Hello, I am Samantha,in my 20s, living in the Philippines.
Too cliché to be an introduction, right? A broken record I’ll probably repeat for the rest of my life. But I guess we all start somewhere. I don’t have a choice, do I?
You’ve probably noticed the title — SamBody. It’s not a typo. “Sam” comes from a name I once used, but “Somebody” carries a deeper meaning. It represents my quiet wish to go from nobody to somebody — to be seen, recognized, and understood.
The title is inspired by my desire to be recognized, from being nobody to become a somebody, someday, and I will not be ashamed of it.
Humans have always longed for meaning, for recognition. In my case, it stems from moments when opportunities slipped through my fingers, even when I knew I was capable.
What pushed me to feel the need to be recognized?
From my experiences of being snatched away from opportunities that I know I was capable of but never chosen, not even considered. The chances are slipping through my hands while others seemed to be given those opportunities in a silver platter, and I know they deserve it.
I remember back when I was in high school, there was a spelling bee competition. I want to join, so, I informed my teacher. But then, I was flabbergasted that she already decided that two of my classmates would be the representative of our grade level without holding an audition or test for that matter. You know, as an emotional teenager, I held onto that grudge, knowing that I am capable but not chosen.
As I sat by the window, looking at the competition, as they were asked to spell each word, I am doing it also in my notebook. I am utterly disappointed as I got it all right on my notebook and those who participated in the competition as representatives got almost every word wrong. From that day forward, I didn’t bother to present myself anymore as I am not anyone’s favorite.
Every time I missed an opportunity, all I could do was get over it with my muffled scream to my pillow. A bitter person, isn’t I?
I desire to be a “somebody”. I wanted to be seen, heard, and understood. I want my existence to matter. Recognition, for me, is appreciating my existence without the need to shout and fight for it.
Yes, I know, this introduction seems to be heavy for you. But anyways…
Letting all you know my sentiments, but do you want to know me as a person?
Setting that aside, I’ll let you catch a glimpse of my identity. A raw side, mind filled with ideas bombarding me every single day. Welcome to my inside world.
Maybe the inner voice screams too loud that it overflows, that’s why I am here.
I’m the quiet type. I dislike confrontations. I love calm places more than crowded ones. Not because I hate people — but because too much noise drains me. I’d rather be alone than pretend to belong.
The more I interact with strangers, the more my moves were calculated. It’s like I am wearing a mask until it drains the life out of me.
Fearlessly, I will share my ideas, raw and unfiltered, not tainted by outside opinions. Or so it seems?
I often isolate myself with these thoughts, but now, I need to get outside of my head.
What do you want us to talk about?
I hope this will be a safe space for all of us, not just me blabbering my unsaid thoughts. Gradually, we will make this space available to unfold, explore and know ourselves better.
From this moment onwards, I will share a piece of me, bit by bit. From the smallest things I appreciated, to the biggest frustrations that keep me up at night.
Writing is not just a hobby, but an outlet of thoughts buried deep within my soul. This is the therapy to my wounded persona.
I want to reach out to the people who are like me, or were once like me – quiet, observant, misunderstood and yet, drowning in their own thoughts.
About Me
I am a person who loves to learn a lot, even after graduating from a bachelor’s degree. The pursuit of knowledge makes me want it more.
The love of peace drove me to enjoy my solitary life, not literally, but I’m also with my family who values peace.
Pets are my comfort, they are my strength and the reason that I am looking forward to every day, not just my family.
Looking forward also to foods that intrigued and serve my palate, it fills me and satisfy my taste buds as well.
I have no knowledge of this website until 
Once again, thank you, and I will be forever grateful.
Congratulations! You’ve come this far just to read my introduction post.
Let’s walk this path together — as anonymous souls finding meaning in the noise.
You’re welcome to stay, share, or just quietly read along.