With topical dermatitis or psoriasis or dry eczema (No, Doctors have no idea. Yes, multiple Doctors) joining the misery party, here comes the "Go Back" placard from Calcutta, again. There would be another attempt to dip my toes tightly inside the Calcutta mud and try to stay longer, forever. Only time would tell if a gush of misery wave is going to put me away or standstill would continue. Instantly worried about S's career which could get affected by this hate hate vibe that fate has developed.
Stress is a trigger. I have been told.
Wow Gods! So kind. I don't even know what to say. I am just so tired. As if losing Hreed was not enough. Now, my home too? I know people have it worse. But some have it better. Way way better. Why can't that be me? Why can't that be us? Time to start listening to prayers maybe? Gods? Anybody home?
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