Everything was going great. I had my life on track, a beautiful girlfriend that I had loved since kindergarden, my dad was in good health, my bestfriend was doing good, I had also made some new friends. For some reason though it didn't feel like enough. I still felt like I was consumed in a darkness with no flashlight. The only thing that kept me in the light was my mom. She had passed away early last year. Ever since its like my heart has been incased in some kind of darkness. {Trigger warning}