I am not the same person I used to be. I look in the mirror only to see a stranger looking back at me, at the me that used to be.
I don’t know how to enjoy life anymore, I can’t do the things that I used to bring joy to me, I can’t plant in my garden, I can’t meet “friends” for girls night, I can’t go shopping for gifts for anyone (tell me, how do you order an Easter basket fully put together online?), etc., etc., etc. Nothing matters.