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I've been trying all sorts of methods to distract myself from this. Playing basketball seems to be the most effective way so far, while studying and lying on the bed seem to be the worst. Played basketball yesterday till 7.30pm and scolded by parents for not calling home to tell them. Legs cramped quite a number of times. But I couldn't stop playing, for if I had stopped, I would think about it again. Sad.

Thanks for those who talked to me last night trying to comfort me. A lot better but still not much better. What am I saying? I appreciate your efforts but I still couldn't get over it, or at least for the time being (At most? For my entire life?).

Why did you call? It's not your fault, don't feel guilty.