Chapter 61: Grief
“Intoxicated with madness, I'm in love with my sadness” —Sylvia Plath.
I still can’t believe that my best friend is dead. This is all so surreal. It all happened so fast that I can barely grasp reality anymore. Theo has been a constant presence in my life ever since we met. The days we have spent together had been so easy and bright that by the time he is gone, I can hardly recognize this dark world that I live in. When he left, Theo took the light with him. And now I am left alone in the cold, struggling to survive. How can I go on without him?
Grief overtakes my life so much, to the point that I can barely think straight. Suddenly I am thrust into a world without light, and I can’t seem to make sense of any of the things in the dark. Where should I go? What should I
