Of late I cannot seem to shake the feeling that there is one part of my brain that would never let me be happy again. I cannot think of one single thing that can make me truly happy, at least for a short period of time. I would love to blame her for all this, but we all know that is entirely untrue. I am pulling my hair out, trying to think of one thing that will make me happy, but have had no luck so far.
As the plot thickens, I am not truly thrilled about how the story looks like it is going to end…