Blog (2023)

Passing days.

         Every time they handed her those pills, she felt more and more certain that her memories were slipping away with each passing moment. She sat before the mirror, reflecting a deep sense of confusion. Her focus drifted towards her son, Jason, as he presented her with a faded photograph of their past, a time when their bond was unbreakable. She often wonders where she fits into the big scheme of things and how fleeting her existence is. "That's not a condition," she said, eyeing her son with a blend of curiosity and question. As she endured such mistreatment, the unfairness of it all beat her. Her fury erupted like a wildfire, tears streaming down her face, blurring her vision of a tomorrow with him in her last breaths.