{"id":123542,"date":"2017-10-13T05:35:51","date_gmt":"2017-10-13T09:35:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/?p=123542"},"modified":"2017-10-13T05:35:51","modified_gmt":"2017-10-13T09:35:51","slug":"keep-going-nadine-and-depression","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/2017\/10\/13\/keep-going-nadine-and-depression\/","title":{"rendered":"Keep Going: Nadine and depression"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_123586\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-123586\" style=\"width: 1080px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-123586\" src=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n.jpg\" alt=\"(Photo: nadine\/Instagram)\" width=\"1080\" height=\"1350\" srcset=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n.jpg 1080w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n-240x300.jpg 240w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n-768x960.jpg 768w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/21373380_346539342466037_7020819795654213632_n-819x1024.jpg 819w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1080px) 100vw, 1080px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-123586\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">\u00a0&#8220;And to everyone who&#8217;s been sharing me stories of weakness&#8230; I&#8217;m reading. Wait for me&#8230; I got you.&#8221;\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/p\/BYldxsqBf16\/?taken-by=nadine\">(Photo:<\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/nadine\/\">nadine\/Instagram<\/a>)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Like puzzle pieces afloat, words that used to be unspoken, stories that were never told, and cryptic messages with a clear meaning; Nadine Lustre gives social media a glimpse of what is going on.<\/p>\n<p>Rumors on Nadine\u2019s brother ending his life have been circulating on different websites for days now, after police reports of a certain Isaiah Lustre, lifeless in his room in Quezon City. A certain Ulysses Lustre, the father, chose to dismiss the investigation accepting that it was a suicide case due to depression.<\/p>\n<p>Nadine has maintained her lips sealed in the issue; only a post on Mental Health Awareness Day of a semicolon and words #KeepGoing coming from her account. It was only on Friday in which the Kapamilya actress posted a message to her brother.<\/p>\n<p>On her Instagram account, attaching a photo of her brother, Nadine\u2019s caption talked about her reading his blog entries. \u201cI\u2019m so proud of you. Never knew you had such talent with words. I\u2019m happy to have read all of your entries and discover that you have such a beautiful mind. Excited to read your scripts\/stories soon,\u201d it read.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI want to thank you for teaching everyone a very important lesson. Thank you for opening my eyes and making me braver. I know now that whatever challenge I will have to face, I will be able to pull through because of you,\u201d she continued.<\/p>\n<p>Before ending her message by a birthday greeting, she captioned, \u201cI\u2019m gonna miss your face and miss hearing your corny jokes. I wish you stayed with us longer. I am keeping my promise and we will still travel the world together. No more crying.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>On the same day, Nadine also shared a piece of her mind and what is going through. The It\u2019s Showtime host admitted how she is also battling depression.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have days where I\u2019m just sitting in the tub, asking myself a lot of questions, confused. I felt like I was just looking in someone else\u2019s life through a window. Feeling bad \u2018cause I am not enough and everything that I do and will do, will never be enough,\u201d part of her post said.<\/p>\n<p>Nadine continued that she had to master the art of hiding, wearing a mask, numbing her lips to put on a smile. And she said that it was not easy. She was, however, thankful for the support that she is blessed with.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf you ever hit rock bottom, don\u2019t be ashamed of opening up to your loved ones,\u201d she continued.<\/p>\n<p>Nadine\u2019s story melted into an encouragement post, telling its readers to stay strong.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s okay to be sad. It\u2019s okay to feel pain. It\u2019s okay to be vulnerable. We are made to have emotions. Don\u2019t be afraid to let it out. Before you do something you will regret, think about all the great things that you can do in the future, people you will meet and places you travel to, the lives you will touch,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n<p>Nadine confessed that she almost did \u2018it\u2019 and that right now, she is thankful that she did not push through. \u201cStay with us, because life is beautiful. #KeepGoing;\u201d she ended.<\/p>\n<p>Depression is a form of medical illness that affects one\u2019s way of thinking, how one acts, and how one feels. Nadine not only speaks from her experience as an individual who almost succumbed, but she also speaks from the other side of the coin: those who were left.<\/p>\n<p>As of writing, fans have been sending messages to Nadine, sharing their stories. The actress posted on an Instagram story: \u201cAnd to everyone who&#8217;s been sharing me stories of weakness&#8230; I&#8217;m reading. Wait for me&#8230; I got you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She has also requested privacy by not posting or reposting photos of her during the funeral.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Like puzzle pieces afloat, words that used to be unspoken, stories that were never told, and cryptic messages with a &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":33,"featured_media":123586,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,46],"tags":[27625,3509,26366,27624,1013,5517,27627,7418,27626],"class_list":["post-123542","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-entertainment","category-entertainment-ph","tag-keepgoing","tag-abs-cbn","tag-depression","tag-isaiah-lustre","tag-its-showtime","tag-kapamilya","tag-mental-health-awareness-day","tag-nadine-lustre","tag-ulysses-lustre","mauthors-bea-kirstein-t-manalaysay","mauthors-philippine-canadian-inquirer"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123542","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/33"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=123542"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123542\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/123586"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=123542"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=123542"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=123542"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}