Three months ago.I tried to be brave. I cry every night, I drink every night.

I can't eat at the right time. My unit looked like my prison.

I'm so depressed. I feel so stupid. If only I had told Rad about that earlier? What could happen? Will he still be separated?

Bottles of wine were scattered on the floor in various corners of my unit. Every day I remember what Rad told me.

I didn't go to school very well.

Dad also preached to me several times about why I was like this. If he hadn't come home then and talked to anyone at school, I wouldn't have been...