“If you believe in the power of storytelling and want to take part in shifting our societies to become fairer and kinder for all living things, we welcome you to share your stories with us.”
Personally, now I speak less and have become more silent than before. Although I want to share the grief and deep sorrow I am feeling with somebody, I don’t know who to tell. My wife is hardly surviving on her own so I don’t want to give her more anxiety.
When I was depressed, everything seemed to be wrong. I was sensitive to every little thing. I even cursed my beloved partner and hit her. I broke precious things. Life became unstable and so was the future. I could not predict what the future would hold.
Sometimes I fall asleep all day without doing anything. When I sleep, I forget everything. When I wake up, I still have to live. So I decided to escape from an environment that doesn't value me. I started to come back to myself.
