I find myself standing before the mirror, my gaze fixed on the reflection staring back at me. Tilting my head to the side, I study every detail of my appearance. I like what I see but I don’t like the feeling of burn flaming inside of me. My stomach feels all knotted up, and my heart is racing like it's fighting to keep going.
Today is supposed to be a happy day for both me and Dad but I don’t feel happy. I feel numb and completely empty, this is not how I’m supposed to be feeling, at least not today considering today is the day I finally give everything I have to Dad. After what he’s been through for the past ten years, I owe him the world and I thought that when the day of his “веха” comes and I celebrate him most radiantly, I will finally fill the void in my heart but instead, I feel a
