Yesterday when we talked, you made me cry. I can’t imagine myself being in your shoes and I’m sorry I don’t want to be.. I know I’m strong but when I heard your story, my strength turned into a melting candle. It’s a cliche to say everything has it’s purpose, but thinking of what you’re going through that purpose should already be served. I don’t like it when good friends suffer. I don’t know what to offer you and I wouldn’t even dare give you comfort. Obviously you’re stronger than me and you are coping up so well. What can I say? Evil in this world had multiplied and sadly nobody can stop them. Should I continue? I guess not. We have talked about a lot of things and as always you made me see things differently.  You made me appreciate life more. You don’t dwell on things, instead you draw your strength from those heartaches and ironies. I’ll say it again, you should be a life coach.  If only a genie in a bottle exists, I would give up those three wishes for you. Nakanaman!  Think happy thoughts!

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