I sat down under the tree. I thought I would feel calm and less on edge as I let go of everything, but the silence around me felt heavier. My mind was blank, but the melancholy weighed heavily on my heart. I thought if you’re never happy, you’ll never be sad—and that’s why I always kept my emotions tightly knit. Never letting them run high or low. Yes, I had failed quite miserably in the past few weeks to keep it that way, but I was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
I thought I had it... until I didn’t.
Now I’ve hit a dead end.
The dug-up dirt piled in a mound was visible from here. It was the place where my mother now rested. In all honesty, I didn’t even know her.
So why does it hurt so much?
None of this made me feel better. My vision blurred again.
“Why didn’t you call f
