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The night I found out that my parents were getting a divorce, I didn't say a word. Rather, I just left home and headed straight to Sarah, my best friend's place. "Let's go clubbing." I said to her. She looked at me with wide eyes, "Aren't you supposed to be sad about what's happening to your family?" She had asked. "If I spend any minute thinking about my parents and why they're too shitty to fix their differences, trust me, I'd lose my f*cking mind!" I replied with impatience. That was it. I went to a public night club and drowned myself in alcohol. I drank too much, I knew it, and soon, I lost sight of Sarah in the crowded club. I started to stumble around, having really no idea what to do. It wasn't long before my vision blurred. The pulsating lights and blaring music only conf