Not long ago, I lost my partner, she was like a mirror image of myself. And the ever since then, the world has gotten darker every day. I’ve always struggled with depression, but it’s just getting harder and harder to deal with the world. I caught Covid last month, my only parent has cancer, the panic attacks are getting worse and therapy hasn’t helped me feel anything again.

I really miss the nights we spent together. I hope she’s happy in death, I just can’t feel anything anymore, I just want another chance to save her. I try to pretend to be happy for others, I try really hard. I’m losing hope, my friends.  

Thank you to anyone who reads this, and I hope I see her again one day.