It was April—year 2015 when you choose your alcohol over attending my graduation rites because I was just 1st honorable mention on the graduating class.

Out of thousands of students, only 3 of us was given the privilege to let the both parents attend to the ceremony. I should have given my spare seat to others whom both their parents wanted to attend that milestone in their child's life.

One of the yesterday's pain that I should heal from. Just feel free to spill to this thread all the small trauma you want to be free from. Together, let us help each other move on and seek freedom from the nightmares of yesterday.

I am just here, I will listen. You are not and will never be alone.