chapter Seventy Three:Over the horizon is another bright sky.
I’ve just been told that someone in my family has died. I can’t say that I know this person very well, in fact I hardly know them at all, but I knew of them, I knew that they should have been important to me but they weren’t and I know people who are devastated by this news even if they aren’t showing it. They have been ill for a while and it was only a matter of time before they died, everyone had been preparing for it and now it’s finally happened. And me. I don’t feel anything, not sad, not angry, not numb with grief just... nothing. And because of this I can’t connect emotionally with the people who need me right now, I can’t pretend that I miss someone who I never really knew in the first place. I still feel that I should be feeling something, anything. I feel a bit like a monster.