everything seemed to be that well till that dreadful mon noon.
its tough to put up a strong front.tiring too.

i was ill.very very ill.
the pain that i'd gone through was much more than what my medical record had stated.
you've no idea how much i hated life back then.
i couldnt eat nor sleep.
vomiting,yet had to force myself to eat idk how many pills.
i throw up almost every night,couldnt sleep only till 2 days back.

then again, when you think that you're in the worst state ever.
life is like a living hell? unfair? sucks?
trust me, someone in some other part of the world is much worser.

true love is when your bro saw you vomiting in the toilet, he would pour you a cup of hot water.

true love is when you dont get to sleep, your mum neither.

true love is when you refused to eat those dumb pills in fear of vomiting again,your mum cried.

true love is when your dad manages to come all the way home for you at 2plus am, feed you with medicine,help you massage,listen to you whining,talk to you,yet goes back to work at 5am.

true love is when your love and friends text-ed you every now and then,just to make sure you're fine.

true love is when your love cried every night in desperate hope for your health.

true love, is what i treasure most(:

michael jackson-you're not alone.