Emily J


I remember that time as if it was yesterday. Emptiness. Loneliness. Sadness. Even my partner, who comes back home every day late in the evening, couldn’t console me. I stopped eating, taking care of myself, going shopping like I used to every other week (after all, when you work at home, you don’t need beautiful dresses, skirts and cute, expensive T-shirts…). I would get up at 9 o’clock, eat a piece of bread with whatever I found in the fridge, strive to work in front of my laptop until evening, forget about dinner time, and without taking a shower, go to bed. The next day looked exactly the same. After a month, my boyfriend told me that it had to change because he couldn’t stand me being so “ghost-like.” He tried to help me in many ways, but nothing worked. At least, not for long. Then a miracle happened…