Hours, days, weeks, months…of being sulky has used up my energy. It has made me so resentful that I can no longer look at the good things about everything. My mood swings became so frequent that the people around me became at risk of creating good memories with me. All that made up my personality was pain, anger and disgust. Pain of being left alone, anger for being deceived, and disgust of being broken. I was generally a plaintiff, miserable being who blamed the circumstances… angry of the world, when in reality, there was only that one person to be blamed. It took a while for me to get back on my feet. To regain the drained strength that kept me going all this time. It took forever for me to realize that somehow, what we lose is not always our loss. More often than not, we do not recognize the things that stay, for we often focus on what’s already gone. It is too hard to go on without the specific entities that once made our every day, our “everyday”.