This is part of a series of articles attempting to describe, enter, portray, and hopefully understand the psyche of someone waiting for answers, and outcomes of the unknown. Some days will be long, some days will be shorter than usual, some days will be too devastating… all reflected in the articles.
It suddenly felt cloudy, more confusing, and a bit hopeless.
When he woke up, he read a message that said “let us give it one more week.”
What was really happening? Was this just a decoy, that would eventually lead to an end?
His emotion and mental state were starting to feel numb. His anxiety was starting to hit a different level. His traumas were being triggered by the current situation.
He started to question himself. Question the things he did and what he could have done.
“Did I do anything wrong? Was there anything I should have done to help prevent this? Was there anything wrong with me?” Pierce blankly asked himself.
The day went by – he tried to do his usual activities, went to the gym, and finished some deadlines – but in between, just like what happened on the third day, his tears unconsciously fell. He tried to control it. He tried to stop it.
His feelings toward him remain the same. Still the same. Always have, always will.
What will happen tomorrow? What will happen in case things do not go as originally discussed? What will happen to him?
It was devastating. It was staring to become traumatizing. It was unbelievable. It. Was. Difficult.
