How 2022 Has Treated Me

I remember at the end of 2021, I was so excited for 2022 to begin. I was so full of hope and excitement. I was hoping that 2022 would be a shining beacon of hope. Boy, was I wrong. I lost my aunt in February. She died on February 7th. I was so devastated. Her name was Sarah L Bond, and she was born June 12th, 1944, in Windsor, North Carolina. She had such a beautiful smile. She always joked around with me. She would have turned 78 this past June. My stress and anxiety were really severe. Also, I dealt with so much drama on here. People accusing me of being behind the troll accounts. Someone was impersonating me. They were trying to ruin my reputation. It really took a toll on my mental health. I couldn't focus on my writing. 2022 was pure garbage. It seemed like everyday was the same routine. Being stressed out, and being overly anxious, due to intrusive thoughts. I'll be glad when 2022 ends in a few hours. I won't miss it.

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