"I lost what I defined myself to be... Then I lost those who stood by me... I feel as though there is almost nothing left of me. Out here, I'll either lose myself completely... or find something new to be."
This terrible year is almost over. Regardless of what the new year brings with it, let’s all try to remember that we’re stronger together than we are apart. Even when separated by distance or a simple screen, there’s strength in kindness and friendship.
I feel the need to post this not because I’m looking for sympathy, but because writing has become an ever more important outlet in a world that, for mutual safety, requires people to stay apart when they most want or need others to be close. That, and it hurts so much that I don’t feel like working on any of my current stories and this is actually helping.