LEARNING THE HARD WAY
For me, I learned to cope the hard way.
I stayed relentlessly busy, filling my days with back-to-back activities ranging from work, taking up new courses to social gatherings. From the outside, I looked like someone who had moved on. I had not. Being occupied became the only way I knew how to feel like myself, but when nobody was watching, there was a heaviness I could not name. I was scared to stop.


