My Accident - April 9, 2011

On that fateful night, or should I say early morning of Saturday, April 9, 2011, (exactly 2 weeks ago) something unfortunate happened. I was walking along a street somewhere in Paranaque, when from behind, a drunk driver hit and sideswiped me making me fly. In short, I flew, and hit my face on the pavement. The result? I scratched both my hands, my knees and my feet in the process.
I was in total shock and the first words that came out of my mouth were "I'm going home. Take me home". The tricycle driver took me home. For confidentiality purposes, I would rather not dwell and divulge anything else.
I posted some images of me from that ill-fated night.

*** Taken on the afternoon of April 9 ***

*** My swollen left hand, taken a few days after, April 12 ***

The following pictures below were taken minutes after the accident.

*** My left knee ***

*** My right arm ***

*** My right hand ***

*** My right hand, palm up ***

*** My left hand ***

So next time, be careful and be alert so as to avoid things like this from happening. I'm just so thankful that nothing really bad happened, and that I did not scratch or wounded my face, but still, the effects of what happened will be staying with me for a long time.
The truth is, I'm the type of person that gets traumatized easily. This accident really, really affected me deep down, more than anyone can ever imagine. Just like what they always say, physical wounds heal, but the emotional scars won't. It will only heal if we allow ourselves to heal.
I just hope that this person understands the depth of what he has done. I know for a fact that he was drunk because after what happened, he was driving his car like he was swaying mad. Plus the fact that he did not see me, or even noticed that he sideswiped me.
To the driver : YOU of all people should understand that you have a responsibility not just to your passengers, but to the people around you as well. It's a good thing that I was the one that you hit. Whether intentional or unintentional, still you should understand the very effect of what has happened, and that none of this would ever affect you, UNLESS YOU HAVE A CONSCIENCE.

Yeah, true, the physical wounds will eventually heal, but the emotional will you know, take some time. I don't even want to think about it because I just could not. So I really hope that you won't do it again. It's the long term effects that I am actually scared of. Something that you will never understand, because you are not the dealing with those effects. It's Me. (Unless again of course YOU have a conscience). So please stop saying like this is my fault or what. Because it's not. Yeah, it's an accident, and nobody liked what happened, but for once in your life, try to admit it's you this time who's at fault. And not me.