I sobbed until learning the true meaning of exhausted, limbs heavy and chest tight as my body gave up, survival mode putting me to sleep as a last resort. The depression continued to linger once I woke. Once awake, I realised that the bedroom had been put back together, at least as much as it could be.

Washing my face with cold water, I walked out, heading straight for the kitchen.

I busied myself into cooking, couldn't help but let my mind wander. Was this the best solution for our problems? The moment my sister told me about her love, I stepped without thinking it through. I thought I was...