Ivy Tran

Happy family, but single child, never short of anything. Her parents always told her to meet a good guy, but how do you define a good guy? Met in freshman year's party, had a lot of drinks together but remained friends. Consulted his "girlfriends" while they were dating, promising them will look after him. He: Sam (Sa^m) - cold hearted. Went overseas for Master's Degree in Perth, Australia and never remained in touch much over the year. Went on to work at a local farm products company, had a boyfriend who's a Singaporean. Moved to Singapore to stay with the boyfriend, renting a room but not very far from him. Always wondering why she chose this path? Is there another fate she could have been having? Came back to Vietnam after three years working in Singapore. Went drinking with friends and accidentlly met him in the corner of the same bar, same old face but new girlfriend, as usual. Red hair, sexy pink crop top. She was never a pink person, Left him he...

Probably this is the very first time i jot down some thoughts about my early stages of depression. I recall the time that I dealt with my first relationship, when it is not broken but smashed into a zillion pieces that each poked into my heart each and everyday for just a month. I found a way to quickly get over it - which is to get myself into another relationship. Sometimes I wonder, is it because i was in so much pain that I rushed myself into another relationship just to find refuge? But a counter thought always immediately appears: I still can tell I love my ex. In a way that I cannot explain, I love him for exactly who he is and I know because of that we can never be together as husband and wife. So much live is also channeled into hatred in moments of arguments, solely because he has cheated on me. As much as I try to forgive and forget, I could forgive but never forget. He now becomes a close friend that I can talk to every now and then, we still jiayou each other to go thr...