The frequent emo had taken its toll.
Two days ago we had a shocking (actually I predicted it) news - Emoody was diagnosed with schizophrenia.
Actually since day 1 i met him I knew something went wrong.
He always said that he had a lot of friends, doing all kind of activities/business - and any topic you talk about, he's able to come up with the statement "yah, i used to have a friend who's expert in this" (Colleen and Trevor know it very well, ask them)
And last time I blogged about him in this post, I really suspected it cos there was once he had a slip of tongue that after the 'store room' incident, he didn't trust his friends anymore.
We scanned his brain, and found something seriously wrong.
Emoody admitted himself that he had actually developed imaginary friends since the "Store room incident" - cos he can't stand loneliness and yet he didn't trust his friends.
But we are true friends so of course we'll help him.
Recovery is in the progress (it'll take two months) and one of the way is to give him a 'wrestling massage' - the best person/bearson/bear to do it would be none other than his uncle, Emoody Sr.
All the best to his recovery.
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