The 9th of August of 2008,
Katie stopped answering my calls.
She didn’t want to eat, sleep or go out.
At one point, I got mad at her.
She called me several times, but I ignored her.
I thought it was the right thing to do.
Then one day I got an invitation.
To her funeral.
My Katie.
My sweet Katie.
If I had only known she was that depressed.
Abdul Yusuf