It's OK.

I'm ok with the sleepless night.

I'm ok with the less nutrition I got.

I'm ok with people making fun on what just happen.

I'm ok with me have to be away for a while.

I'm ok with the horrible feeling that appears right now.

I'm ok with the anger that's controlling me for the time being.

I'm ok with the hatred that's filling my heart and mind.

Because I know, eventually, everything is going to be alright. And I know it's getting better and better as the time goes by. I can feel it.

I know, you will coming back. But.. I don't have anything left to be given.

So trust me, it's ok. And I, in fact, am really ok.