Anger, disappointment, empathy and all the other family and relatives of the passive. I began self reproaching. I dampen the pillow while lying on my bed endeavoring the agony, panting frantically from exhaustion. Controlling my thoughts :
I don't have time for this, Get back on your feet! I felt my heart beat harder as it accommodates the sore and broken soul.
I hope I wake up from this nightmare.
Soon.