Life has been well. I’m still alive, thank God. The pandemic is still fucking everyone’s lives. A lot have lost opportunities of having a better life. I finished college, thankfully. Working as a technical support representative for months, and I don’t know until when. A lot happened this year. I disposed the trash i used to right about. Found a man and we’ve been dating for 5 months. Everything’s fine. I’m happy and contented with what we have right now. We both have a career to focus on. I just hope that everything will be as good as what we have right now.
He fucked up after 2 years. We are still together, but the trauma and pain, I don't know if I could ever forget it.










