Today I was crashed.
I was blamed, accused and cursed by someone who is an elder and I respected, that is my father.
"Did i deserve all this to be thrown at me?"
He was in a critical condition and was admitted there.
Can I look at him tomorrow?
Every time when I'm faced with death or someone who is in a critical condition it kept me think the worst.
I can't stop crying, I felt helpless and breathless.
Thinking of 'Death', does makes me scare.
However thinking of 'time that is left' makes me even more scare.
I'm going to JB tomorrow.
Not sure when I'm coming back.
Bye.