Random thoughts of a very clumsy person
2 years later, it hasn’t gotten an easier. I still struggle to accept the fact that I can’t pick up the phone and hear his voice whenever I need a little advice. I’m not sure if it will ever get easier. I still haven’t learnt how to live without my king. So here’s one more letter with all that I wish I could tell daddy right now.
This week two years ago was the happiest and scariest week of my life. We had the first performance of 'The Addams Family', but we also received news of dad's aneurysm and Malta's first COVID-19 case. The past two years have literally been life altering, but I believe that I've really grown from these experiences.
Since writing the post about my dad, it’s been incredibly difficult to write down my thoughts. Thoughts are constantly flooding my overthinking brain. It’s just been incredibly difficult to express myself. These are some incredibly raw emotions that I finally managed to express, that clearly show the vulnerability I’ve been experiencing over the past weeks. Hopefully it’s the start to regaining my writing mojo.
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