She felt ugly today. Her heart ached as she compared herself to everyone else. She was noone, and although she said she was independent, she was not. She could not even do a simple piece of academic work without external help. She felt herself implode.
The sudden increase in frequency of her nose bleeds were strangely welcomed. She kind of hoped that they were a symptom of an incredible disease that caused instantaneous death. could it be that easy?
The Heart and The Brain.