Moving on was hard for me. Everything felt new but at the same time, different for me.

As if I was never in this world.

I am trying to adjust as of now with the environment. I feel like floating, like a child relearning everything deprived by the situation.

Restarting life seems to be easy to say but now, I still felt relapse every time I think of my baby and my father.

In such a short amount of time, I lost both of them. One I took for granted and chose not to trust, while the other was loved and forced to leave this world.

These days, I had...