LK

LK, my dear friend.
I'm sorry that I had to end our tele-chat abruptly.
After more than an hour plus, I just couldn't listen anymore.

We met at the most unusual circumstances, we knew each other's darkest side even before we introduced ourselves.
That was 7 years ago.
7 years of friendship is hard to come by, more so for people like us.

LK, we are not healthy people.
It's a painful fact to swallow but admitting it is the first foremost important step to recovery and maintaining a decently functional life.
Until and Unless we accept and face this cruel fate, we will always be a burden to our family ,society and of course to ourselves.

I don't want to sound preachy here but I cried when I hung up.
Your condition has worsened.
You were better when we first became friends.
But you have slowly deteriorated since then.
You did make some progress with that Advertising company in Kelana Jaya, but that was it, wasn't it?
I know it's a harsh comment but I need you to know how precarious your current situation is.

On the phone, I reminded you of my own dark episodes.
You were there.
Remember how it was like listening to me?
You're doing it now.
And you have been doing it for years, sporadically.
I tolerated them, because well, you tolerated me.

My ex-colleague texted these very words to me years back when I was unwell.
"You seriously need help. Don't contact us anymore."

It still stings till today but it was a justified statement.
And now I'm saying this to you.

"Please get help. There's no shame in it. You can be better. You can do better.
And you can ALWAYS contact me. "

Tonight, I weep for both of us... and the many out there..