I Gave You What You Prayed, Why are You Still Complaining?
Said a "voice" in my heart, the instant I told my family that I'm feeling sheared and ripped inside. That was after I told them that the pandemic destroyed all of my "reset buttons", all of my social skills, and my ability to grasp reality so that I don't succumb into fictional world which also known as "the living underworld." That voice was calm and contentful. It bear no judgement, or ill will, or any arrogance like "I've told you so!" that people like to usher every time you made stupid mistakes. That voice needs not to be raised, nor to be pitched up, because it itself is already perfect: it just said those 11 words exactly how the most patient being would say. "I remember when you cried to me that day, that your thoughts torment you. It gave you sleepless night. It made all of your achievement comparable to cat shit and piss, so you only think of that as a mere blip in the space-time. I remember you felt enraged by yourself