With a cup of hot coffee, I tried to refocus my tired eyes to read the revision notes. The ringing in my ears seemed to be louder than ever. My mind wandered, drifted into blank space and eventually into nothingness. The bitter truth crept back, went straight to the wounded heart. And it started to bleed again.
Drowning in uncertainty, I felt crippled. Restless. Vulnerable. I felt dry up, emotionally.
