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Dear Diary,
I woke up this morning crying. This isn’t the first time but I finally went through with it.
He called it ‘our future’, I called it ‘our mistake’.
Now the withdrawal seems to be starting.
I can feel myself sinking into a hole of nothingness.
Can we make up for all the joy we lack?
Once I’d stopped my tears I went for a walk to clear my head and all I could hear was birdsong.
After listening to so many people telling me what I should do and what I should think the birds gave me peace.
Anything to avoid this idle talk.
o
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