๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ Letter to the Church โ€” April 4, 2025

๐‘ป๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ๐’” 2 ๐’š๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“. What followed wasnโ€™t just griefโ€”it was silence, betrayal, and the quiet erasure of my name, my presence, and my right to exist in his story.

At his wake, I stood among people who looked at me in disbelief. They had been told I was long gone. I wasnโ€™t just mourning my brother. I was witnessing myself being mournedโ€”while still alive.

๐‘ฐ ๐’Œ๐’†๐’‘๐’• ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’†๐’•. ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“ 2 ๐’š๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’”. Out of respect. Out of patience. Maybe out of exhaustion. But not anymore. ๐—ง๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†, ๐—œ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

โœŠ๐Ÿ•Š MY NAME. MY TRUTH. MY STORY. After two years of silence, Iโ€™m finally speaking.

๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ Today, April 4, 2025, marks two years since my brother, Rev. Fr. Melvin Pasco Castro, passed away. Not long after that devastating day, I reached out with a heartfelt pleaโ€”for fairness, empathy, and a simple measure of transparency. That letter, written in the middle of grief, was met with silence. And for two years now, that silence has remainedโ€”turning into indifference, and eventually, into something that feels like betrayal.

You may never fully understand the kind of isolation Iโ€™ve lived withโ€”not only because I lost my only sibling, but because during his very wake, I found out that many who had been close to him were surprised to learn I even existed. Some were even more shocked to know I was still alive. Imagine standing among people mourning your brother, only to realize that you yourself had been mourned in silence, long before you were ever gone. That you had been quietly erasedโ€”not just from someoneโ€™s story, but from your own.

That wound was made even deeper by how I was treated by the Church during what should have been a moment of dignity and trust. On the day arranged for the turnover of my brotherโ€™s personal belongingsโ€”including sensitive documentsโ€”I arrived to find that the priests had already handed everything over to someone completely unauthorized. This was done behind my back and against clear agreements. Despite letters, requests, and even formal legal action asking for transparency and a proper accounting, the Diocese of Tarlac never responded. ๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

And all of it under the name of an institution that claims to stand for truth, justice, and compassion.

Maybe they protect their own. Maybe they see no robe on me, no titleโ€”and believe I donโ€™t belong. But I was there. ๐—œ ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ. ๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œโ€™๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€.

Since I was a child, I stood by the Churchโ€”not because I was told to, but because I believed in what it stood for. As a young boy, I stepped forward to serve priests during Mass when no one else would. I even organized and led a group of sacristans we called the ๐—ž๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—น๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟโ€”a small brotherhood of service and devotion built out of nothing but sincerity. I accompanied an old priest into remote, forgotten places of poverty where no other sacristan would go. I didnโ€™t do it for recognition. ๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜.

As a young adult, I was asked to intervene during a Holy Mass, when a young woman was being threatened by a terrible act unfolding right there inside the church. While others frozeโ€”priests, sacristans, religious membersโ€”I acted. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ. ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ. But someone had to do something. ๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฑ.

After all that quiet loyalty and service, this is how I was repaid: Betrayal. Silence. Erasure.

Iโ€™ve heard many versions of my story told by othersโ€”shaped to fit their needs, whispered to protect their narrative. I stayed silent. But not anymore.

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ, ๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†.

๐—œ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€. ๐—œ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ. ๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ.

It will be shared publiclyโ€”decentralized, permanent, and safe from censorship. ๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น. ๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป.

๐—œโ€™๐—บ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

๐—œโ€™๐—บ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป: ๐— ๐˜† ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ. ๐— ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต. ๐— ๐˜† ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†.

โœ๏ธ โ€” Mildfred P. Castro

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