Hope & Inspire

This was the last picture (from a video actually) that I took. I wished I took as many as I could if I knew you were going to leave us for good. Pictures are the only thing I have with me now, the only thing that could remind me of your face, and the only thing I could look at if I want to see your face.

According to Atticus, “I worry there is something broken in our generation; there are so many sad eyes on happy faces.” This quote is somehow painfully true. There are so many things that are wrong with her that she does not know what it is or how to explain it even. She tried putting it off because she does not want to come to terms with it. She has always been good at running away when things get worse. She prefers not dealing with it. She does not want to put herself through the pain. That is how she had been dealing with it all this time. She knows that is not the best way to deal with it but she got used to it and frankly, she has no idea how else to deal with it. She is doing what is best for her even though it might not be the best thing for her. She knows that too. She can’t quite figure out what is wrong with her. Is she going through depression? Anxiety? Bipolar disorder? Or is she going crazy? Or is she just fine? Which one is it? Is it even any of that or something far mor