grieve. pain. pissed.
or I would actually say, numb.
it just felt like a drowning for the third time in my life. or falling from 30,000 ft above
helpless, and hoping somebody will save me.
I was at my 2 percent. I couldn't tell anyone.
At the brink of tears, constantly feeling the squeeze in my heart.
They questioned me, I said I needed some sleep.
4 days of work was great. It wasn't the right time to be drowned by thoughts, it wasn't the right place to cry.
the promise I made to myself.
This is it. For the last time.
thank you. thank you for making it clear.