And suddenly, it all ended. The weight of the world lifted from your shoulders, no longer a burden to bear. It was not your concern anymore, but a problem for your family–your mother, father, little brother, and undoubtedly, your girlfriend’s distress. An eerie calm washed over you, a strange feeling of freedom coursing through your veins and beating in your fingertips. Darkness enveloped you, obscuring everything from sight.
“Where am I?” you asked, hoping for an answer that never came. You began wandering aimlessly, surrounded by bushes and trees, the cold alpine air chilling you to the bone. You ascended through the clouds, but the sun’s warmth was nowhere to be found. Fear crept in, a palpable presence that sent shivers down your spine.
Suddenly, you caught sight of your parents and brother, their faces contorted with sorrow, tears streaming down their cheeks. “Why are they crying?” you wondered, yearning for an elusive explanation. You reached out to them, desperate to offer comfort and shield them from this anguish. But as you ran toward them, they drifted further, further away, darkness closing in once more.
Loss.
“I am scared, Mom,” you whispered into the void.
“Me too, Son.”
