Day 11

It has officially been 11 days since my world got turned upside down and I still have so many questions. What did I do wrong? Where did things go wrong? What made me the perfect example of this experience for others? I should be in Colombia right now. Enjoying the beaches and all the food baby and I could stomach but instead I’m locked away in my room wondering "why me?".

It has officially been 11 days since I realized my best friend has given up on me and what bothers me the most is that now, out of all times, is the time he’s chosen to be absent. The calls are less, texts almost nonexistent, and the Check ins seem so forced. How does someone who knows so much about your life leave you in the hands of the person they wish you’d stay away from?

It has officially been 11 days since I’ve realized that life has it out for me. I can’t catch a break. It has been blow after blow since 2019 and every time I think things are getting better I’m reminded that things don’t get better. They only get worse.

11 days later,

Daph