Anthology of a Girl Who Lost

Dying

Since I dreamt of myself dying, I started to feel like it's becoming more possible for it to happen soon.

I got more anxious.

I feel really scared.

I try to imagine scenarios in my head of me suddenly leaving this life, and the one person I surely don't want to lose me.

I don't want to leave this life not knowing what my baby's tomorrow will be.

I want to provide him enough stability that can last until he's all grown up.

I want to be gone when I already saw him living his own life too. I want to see his family and my grandchildren grow up.

I have so many thoughts in mind.

I don't want this to be the end.

I want more time.