For the following four years, I've tried hard to suppress the sorrow and weakness inside my heart wishing nobody would ever be able to make my tears roll down once again; I was wrong.
One drop followed by another rolled down my cheeks was covered with the substance of pain. I finally lost it... I cried followed by my mum, followed by my sister... such a devastating day...
It has always been this pain which kept me strong and safe. I guess the incident is totally on a different level. The pain consumed my original own pain.
I hope I don't have to experience it anymore, ever again...
You okay?
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