I am so sick and tired of all these, I truly am. All these unfortunate events, they just keep coming. Until this very moment, I have no idea why he chose to end it this way, but do I really want to know the truth? It's just heart-wrenching to be abandoned but there's just no time to wept, to cry, to grieve. So many responsibilities, waiting to be carried. How many times have I tried to remain strong. And yet, met with failures, again, again, and again. I'm falling apart. Perhaps, that's the truth I've been finding all these while.