I want to say that life gets easier, but I can not as I sit in my bedroom with heating pad on my stomach regretting everything, because I am sick and in pain. I am hungry but physically my body can’t accept any food, I want to drink water, but my body thinks it is disgusting. It feels like a little end again, but it is not. Yes, it is indeed an awful day but I am sitting next to the window and I can look outside, the sunset looks gorgeous today wearing purple and pink, some hints of orange are there as well. So maybe yes, I have hard time, but the world, the world heals me a little.












