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" She is hopeless!! I have given my all, I have supported her for so long and she can still offend you. At the rate she is going, she will be a failure, she will die!! I give up."

" YOU ARE A BITCH. YOU BITCH. YOU BITCH YOU BITCH!!!! I will never volunteer for him again."

"She skipped-"--

These are 3 comments that sums up the day's emotional roller coaster ride. No, its not a ride. It was a storm, a maelstrom. Chaotic and disturbing, today came a lifetime too late. It seemed almost like one of those soap operas, the afternoon TV serials for senior citizens and deprived housewives.
Anguish, pain, confusion. Helplessness, loss. Everything that I have feared and not experienced since my young (and stupid) days came like a montage even before I knew it. one complaint, one shout, two shouts, a fight. A friend, his call, farewell. Like a bitter knife, flashbacks of my own. Still flustered and frustrated, family cracks again.
Imagine how you spent a whole lifetime polishing something you wanted to conceal and protect. Now, in slow motion, you see everything getting undone. And it is too late
to do anything.
Everything is gone, the only thing left is memories.