Calista
Do you know the feeling when you feel like all the walls are closing on you in life? Like, there is nothing worth waking up in the morning. I was having one of those days, it was already 6 am, one hour later than my usual wake up; I was still in bed. My alarm kept on ringing every 15 minutes and each time I snoozed.
I stared at the ceiling, without blinking at the wooden structure of the attic. The morning light filtered through the small window, casting long shadows across the room. I felt an overwhelming sense of emptiness, a weight pressing down on my chest. The events of the previous night replayed in my mind, adding to the heaviness.
Why should I even get up? Why should I keep pushing myself to meet the expectations of a pack that didn't care about me? The pack members saw
