30: back to school

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Dear D,

As I went back to school, I didn't tell anyone what happened in that one month that I was gone.

I became quiet again and isolated from everyone.

I was ashamed because there's still that stigma about mental health in our country.

Every passing day, I just want it to end. As I go to my apartment from school, I eat snacks and dinner...then I went to sleep immediately.

I don't want to do the things I used to do like studying. I remember passing movie analysis with just enough number of words and not something I can be proud of because comparing to my first draft, the final writing was very similar.

I also don't want to the art anymore. It seems like there's a black hole inside of me.

Love,

C

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