I was physically and mentally drained—exhausted—yet I was finally home.
Today, I quit my job as a sales assistant. I blocked everyone I knew, even family members.
I laid on my bed, full of anger and pain. I hated how my brain never went silent, how my limbs always felt weak and numb, how my eyes looked so lifeless. How my posture slumped. How I always told myself this feeling was just temporary—th...
