I immediately channelled all my focus and my attention to myself, but I never healed. I was too afraid to go down that path of self-healing and feeling all those emotions I once felt and have it come rushing back like an avalanche.

It is April 2013, exam season, to be exact. My friend and I are at the University of Toronto's Scarborough Campus (UTSC), trying to memorize information from classes we rarely attended, with a small portable heater by our feet. We spent most of the time we were supposed to dedicate to studying crying instead.