I'm afraid to write about it because no matter how I word it, you will never know what I felt in that moment. 

One thing and for all, I feel emotional these days. My stability is midway on the track and still feels like walking on the edge of a cliff. Things are getting so much harder for me to handle this life. No one in this world is there to be with me.

I am dying inside, exhausted by the emptiness. I tried to smile at least to my family, but I dried up and went numb. Things are getting harder every day. I really feel like running away. 

In this small room, all I wanted was hope. Lying in bed and waking up is getting harder each day. Getting out of bed is becoming the greatest challenge of the day. My mind is somewhere, and days are running through my fingers.