Marisa, born 24th,August 1987. From Hong Kong. Love Ole. Love shopping. Love mascara. Love my parrot. 5'7 tall. Black straight shoulder length hair. Black eyes.

02 March 2005

A day of sorrow

Just posted an article about parrot suicide day before yesterday. I heard a shocking news last night at 11pm, of my friend's mum died of commit suicide. This is what i posted also in a forum...

One of my good friend's mum died from commit suicide. my friend told me this last night at 11pm when i was about to sleep. There was no sign of it before last night and today we found out the mum had had depression episode for months and she had an unhappy childhood. Although i dont officially know her but i know she was a good person from heart. It also scared me and i have not been feeling good for a whole day. Coincidentally, my mum also has depression episode and unhappy childhood and teenhood... So i would like to take this chance to say: Take care of ur mum and everyone u love. Hug them and say 'I love You' before you know its too late.

This is a brief messenge but i have to tell more in my own blog.
When i heard my friend told me :" My mum just f*cking died" I was in complete shock. I tried to be understanding and my best to comfort the sorrow although i couldnt possibly feel the same. After like 20 mins of chat i had a flashback of the convo in my head--I had seen this convo before, the same line of "my mum just died", in my dream. I didnt tell my friend much about it but it creeps me out till now. In my dream i knew it was someone who was close to me who told me this but yet i had no idea of whom it was. Until the conversation happened in real life had the memory come back. Dream i made before i even knew this friend. Things i have seen in dream has been happening in real life. As more often than it used to happen. I felt so uncomfortable about it. If only i had stronger ability to foresee, the ending could not be the same.

My aunt (sister of my mum) has been urging me to deal with my mums sickness but i feel helpless. I feel a stronger urge from the death of my friend's mum and yet im still feeling helpless. whom should i go for help? i dont know.

I told Barbie the classmate of mine who can see things about my dreams. I only felt better after she said:" they wont believe even if they are told beforehead, we see but we cant change things.."






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