How many of you have tried to get back to sleep after waking up at 2am but sleep avoids you like the plague who's borrowed your books "for light reading" and never seems to find time to return them? That's when your evil mind hatches the villainous plan to remind you of all your failures, your embarrassing moments, broken hopes and promises. And the grief cycle begins. At first you are sad, grieving your loss, not able to make sense of what's happening with you, trying not to cry but tears flow incessantly. Then there's anger, directed at the perpetrator, then youself and then at every single person in your life who you think put you in the path to reach that ungrateful jerk. Then comes, regret. If only, if only, if only on a loop. After hitting rock bottom there's no other direction but to move up- you try to make peace with your broken heart & mind to gain some closure. And the cycle is complete.
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