I was rolling on the floor, crying and punching the air. I had so much anger that I was gradually burning up my brain. I had to scream at times to let off some steam, and I was puffing marijuana like a locomotive.

No wonder I hated falling in love because you get to lose your mind and senses for someone. Those trapped in love could run mad. I was just acting crazy and out of control.

What made my situation worst was that I got confused and could not tell what was driving me crazy could it be love, anger, or marijuana? I was high and sober even when I knew I had money stored in my house. I guess the rich also cry and tears are not for the weak only.