The cancer is back

The cancer is back. Damn it. Again, I've been attacked by my constant nemesis - depression.

It's that time of the year again. A time of the year I normally spend happily. A time of the year I spend in the sun. A time of the year I spend with the special people in my life. It's that time of the year.

But no, ever since I moved here in America, things have changed. I've been having endless bouts of loneliness, mainly because my dream has died and I'm so far away from the special people in my life, most especially that special girl in my life. It seems as if there's no end to all this pain I'm feeling.

I just wonder: Will I ever win this war or not?