There I was sitting on a chair by the bar counter, staring at my glass of beer with no idea what to do or where to go. It was Monday night and the only thing that occupied my mind were those two days of hell. Those two days where everything was falling apart for me, and I didn't know how to cope with it, how to feel happy again, because I lost my best friend, someone whom I loved so much.

I felt like I could cry right now, but instead I put my glass of beer down on the bar counter, took out my phone from my purse and...