O samotności

Czytając dzisiaj artykuł znalazłam bardzo ciekawy cytat, który (po lekkich zmianach) świetnie opisuje to co teraz czuję:

It feels like doing a jigsaw backwards. I had a complete picture of what my life would look like. And now, bit by bit, piece by piece, it’s being taken away. The fractured picture doesn’t really make sense anymore, and the future looks quite different to how I’d planned it to be. And yes, my life is still very nice. Perhaps people even look at my Facebook page and they think that I'm happy. But what they can’t see is the loneliness that hides behind my made-up face. The sadness that creeps in to my every day. I am broken. Incomplete.