Dear Yuri,
It’s been 85 days since the last time i was allowed outside. Nothing feels the same anymore. Isolation has took a taken on me. One I never thought I’d experience. I spent endless nights pouring pools of tears onto my cold, soft pillow praying to God to grow a little more patience within me.
I felt like a prisoner in my own mind. Day-by-day, I was slowly drowning in my own thoughts and I just wasn’t sure I’d be able to swim my way out of this one. I’ve missed my friends so much. I miss the days we would just sit and talk about things that won’t matter a few years from now. I miss hearing the sound of their laughter. And most of all i miss hugging my best friends, knowing i’m safe in their arms. I was in complete despair.
But one day i woke up. It was a different kind of morning. A morning where I was sure the rays of sun were encouraging me to get up. My head didn’t hurt from the constant overthinking anymore. There was a sudden urge of determination roaming through my body. I knew that day that i didn’t want to just sit around and cry my eyes out. I knew that i couldn’t let my demons wins.
I knew that there was so much out there that i wanted to do.
I knew there was so much i wanna speak up about and raise awareness to.
I want to fight for equality and women’s rights in a world dominated by men.
I want to fight for People of colours right to live freely and safely without having to constantly watch their backs.
I want to contribute to a great cause.
I want to help.