I claim that KC Concepcion is my alter-ego and I will just shrug if one would laugh or snort on this. This celebrity is larger-than-life, someone that we can only aspire to be. You can only imagine how I cringe when she decided to have a tell-all TV interview about the ending of her relationship which was actually doomed at the start.
I once said that KC would never allow herself t be a fag hag, so her then boyfriend must really be a straight guy. Show business can be merciless and the guy must just be a victim of unrelentless gossip. But when she admitted that ‘hindi mo maibibigay ang kailangan nya’, it is as good as confirming that yes, he is gay.
That fact caused her meltdown amplified on the TV screen. Her anger, grief and hurt were magnified as she subjected herself to the scrutiny of the viewing public. A part of me was torn. I thought, how can she be so ungrateful, she had it all, and this bump on the road is nothing compared to how privileged she is. On the other hand, I want to shake her out in her misery, hoping the once ideal and perfect KC Concepcion will emerge.
After reading the March 2012 issue of Cosmo Philippines, I learned that I can’t just hang someone ‘like a frame, but instead, they should be read as a book’. Eventhough we look up to someone, perfection is just an image, it is a lie created by our own need to strive to be our better selves.
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