One week.

No one can possibly believe the amount of things and changes I've seen and experienced in me.
In one week.
Let's not say it's a life-changing event. But I was defeated badly in this relationship. I thought it was life-changing. In one way. But now, instead of thinking that way, I've learnt to see things from a different prospect.
Therefore, I would say this is an oppurtunity for me to grow up, to face reality, and accept that there are many types of people in this world, with massive differences in values and morality. It's not up to me to change them. Or change myself. It's about how I interpret them now.
Lucky thing is, I have very very supportive good friends. Although sometimes not in a very appropriate way, I do appreciate every single advice and comfort and idea they gave me. I feel warmth from within. Really. For that, I owe all of you a big one. Thanks for making me the lucky one. Also thanks for bringing it up at least once daily, to make me face it, not runaway from it. Cool.

To you, thanks for letting me go. And grow up. And yet, another chance.
To you, thanks for letting me cry in front of you without revealing how ugly I was.
To you, thanks for the concern and the (over-)protective behaviour this few days.
And to you, thanks for putting a smile on my face every morning.

One week. Indeed.