I just saw my dad right now, and I am crying. He just got out of the car. He smiled, and as his friend was leaving he asked him to stop. He then opened the car’s boot, took the pizza out, and knocked on the door. The first step inside the house and his smile vanished; his tone of voice became sad. I am not seeing him right now, but I feel him, and this fills me up with horror, terror, and fear. I don’t want to see him sad anymore. Can you promise me something? Don’t be selfish! Don’t absorb them within you, like you just did with me. Leave them alone. I beg you. Please … and give me some hope; give me the courage and strength to change. I want to go back to me.