They say it takes 21 days to form a habit. I wish that were a lie. The funny thing about life is that it doesn’t notice the passage of time, it’s just a day. But, when the days come together and the decisions you made torture you, it’s still a day but you’d rather not have opened your eyes to see the sun, the disappointment in some eyes and the hope in others.
Because no matter how bright the sun shines, no matter how cold the wind, no matter how your mother’s smile. Everything around you is black, you try to reach out your hand for help but you come up against a wall, then another, and in that moment you know: you fell.
You are a fallen one.