The damage
It is only when you are down in the dumps that you begin to see the importance of having someone with you, to talk to, to share with ups and downs, just to be there. The past one month taught me the toughest lesson in life, to date (i really do hope no more such similar experience in store for me in the future). I was naive and vulnerable enough to succumb to the "damage" that i was dragged into. In fact, after having the realization of the entire situation and the shit that I was in, I was doubtful if I can stand up and get out of it to just live. The emotional and mental stress was seriously not something that i could even put into words. It was just a rough ride altogether, and to be here now typing this post, is just something i can be grateful for, that i can go through this ugly episode of my life. Don't ask me what happened. just take my word for it that it was the shittiest shit I ever encountered. To this very day, i still blame myself for being so blunt,