It returns

My overwhelming sense of grief and loss is back and it’s not very welcome.

I don’t know what I’m going to do with my future anymore. Maybe I’ll still go to grad school to become a therapist but not knowing for sure makes me feel horribly unsettled.

I don’t want to live in the US anymore but I don’t have the energy to research where to go or to actually move there.

It’s incredibly hot and everything sucks. I feel like I might be coming down with a cold or Covid or something. I just wish J could be here with me. He would make everything better.