*PRESENT DAY: 12th December, 2023"
*BACK TO THE PREVIOUS: April 30th, 2023*
Dear Reader,
Throughout April, everyone seemed convinced I needed therapy sessions. The pressure and depression stemmed from unhealthy decisions. Recommendations flooded in through notifications on my phone, each one adding to the burden of seeking answers that could alter my circumstances.
Haunted by trepidation and a continuous cycle of confusion, I kept my notes hidden, finding solace in poetry, believing it offered some form of liberation. It wasn't for attention; writing became my sole sanctuary amid the struggles, a personal therapy session.
It was disheartening that April didn't unfold as I'd hoped. Things didn't align, and I didn't want to carry that confusion into May. Harmony between my mind and heart was my aspiration. I refused to let anything drive me to insanity or nibbled nails.
Dear Reader, on the 30th of April 2023, fear lingered, yet I held onto hope because I knew that if I didn't try again, dreams would fade away like faint colors.
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