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Dear diary,

It was still hard  not to feel envious when I hear the world moving on about their life with me not even having the luxury of dreaming about my future.

There was nothing for me but an ever lurking sense of fear and threats in a daily life that was surrounded by so many shades of normal happy people.

Yet they were never enough to hinder this constant feeling of guarding myself against too much carefree frivolity.

I had practically every minute of my life counted on my hands. Yet I wasn't ready to leave and give up anytime soon. I had too much to love. So much and so bad...