My Story:
The Beginning of My Great Descent
The Beginning of My Great Descent
MY STORY |
I remember standing in my kitchen on that warm June afternoon....
I had just finished putting away groceries. I stopped at the dining room table and picked up my phone; not because anyone had called or messaged, but out of habit. Mindlessly scrolling through various apps on my phone had become a tactic of distraction from the ever-present yet vague sense of dissatisfaction growing within me.
Disinterestedly, I skimmed over an online article.... |
She was never CRAZY, |
What was to follow...
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