Guess my long absence has pushed away almost all the readees of my story- I am Hope - I'm sorry, my powers was not able to properly handle the stress of 1 research paper/almost baby thesis, critic paper of book from a writer of my choice from my province, assignment about COVID-19, my stress, and the lingering memory of my being diagnosed with normal sadness by the psychologist. Well, what can I do? Maybe she is right and I am just being overly dramatic. Maybe I am just constantly bugged by my own personal nonsense. Maybe the thoughts of resting in peace that clouds up my very thoughts is what normal sadness is about- with it the lasting feeling of emptiness and prolonged sadness......
And hating myself