The year hasn't even seen the flowers of spring yet, and already; things are painful. Someone I once knew and called a friend, is a wolf in sheep's clothing doing harm onto others. What is wrong with people? Why is this happening? I feel ill. And need a break. My soul is absolutely wounded.

I am so tired, brother. It's been too much. It hasn't left my head. They didn't do damage to me; but it feels like they did by doing damage to people I care about, and others.