You feel disturbed, I feel like shit.

Oh the feeling has so sunk in now. No, best friend, not the feeling that I'm going to fail my piano exam. That sunk in ages ago. This is a different feeling. A recent feeling. God! I thought I was through with it, apparently not. I think I'm going nuts. No, scratch that. I am going nuts. Like, every damn time I listen to this one song, or maybe two, I feel like crap and the whole thing starts again.

Damn. I thought I had this under control and over with.

Why, why are we so screwed up? Sonn, I know you think no one knows how much pain you're going through. But you're wrong. And I'm telling you this. I've been through it and it hurts like fcuk. Trust me on that. I nearly died the past three weeks. I know you'd expect me to say it'll all get better and that you'll get through it. But I'm not going to say that. I'm sorry. I love you Sonn and I rather you know the truth. It hurts, yes and the feeling just kills you but whatever it is, however long you take to beat that feeling, I'm always here. We're all here and we're not going anywhere. Maria, Jade, Weng Yan, me... We're not going anywhere until you're okay. I promise you that.