It did not occur to me to think of any other thing other than death. It was the only conclusion I could come up with amidst the whirlwind of emotions that I was feeling all week. The exhaustion did not help either; I was too tired to think positively. All I could feel was self-pity; the worst kind of pity. ‘‘Allergy’’ is a fancy name to describe my ordeal for the past 14 days but when you are feeling the way you are feeling and nothing about your body remotely makes any sense, you start to think of something like death. This is because death is easily descriptive; it is an inevitable reality that will happen to all of us., except we do not talk about it deeply. Our soul needs to be saved from fear.
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE
It did not occur to me to think of any other thing other than death. It was the only conclusion I could come up with amidst the whirlwind of emotions that I was feeling all week. The exhaustion did not help either; I was too tired to think positively. All I could feel was self-pity; the worst kind of pity. ‘‘Allergy’’ is a fancy name to describe my ordeal for the past 14 days but when you are feeling the way you are feeling and nothing about your body remotely makes any sense, you start to think of something like death. This is because death is easily descriptive; it is an inevitable reality that will happen to all of us., except we do not talk about it deeply. Our soul needs to be saved from fear.