JOURNAL ENTRY #3

Sunday, 30th November

1:09 A.M

I'm breaking now. My resilience is chipping away in batches.

I can feel myself falling. Further and further. But I can't feel the landing.

I see the smiles around me, wondering where mine went.

I want a smile. I want a smile for myself.

My thoughts suffocate me. My hope chokes me. All I have left is regret.

Why is it me? I can't complain.

Much rather it be me than my family. Much rather it be me than my sister.

I can't show them how much pain I'm in.

I can't show them the darkness that's swallowing me.

Juniper.