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I’m Unhappy
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
I’m unhappy.
During this pandemic, I am very aware of the millions of evictions that are taking place, the millions who are in really dark places becoming darker and darker, the hundreds of thousands who have lost loved ones, the millions who are so anxious that they remain sleepless throughout the night, and the millions who see no path leading to anywhere in their lives from today (or months ago).
Please help me.
Who is there for me?
I’m so unhappy.
I’m so unhappy.
I’m so unhappy.
I’m so unhappy.
I’m so unhappy.
I’m so unhappy.
Personally, I like when people admit that they are unhappy. I welcome anyone who tells me so even when I feel their misery deeply and the feeling weighs me down.
I always have room for others’ sadness.
Please feel free to email me: debbie.chow1987@gmail.com
Have a wonderful day.
