Write a journal entry inspired by what you can’t see.
I feel myself changing. I don’t smile or laugh the same anymore. I don’t talk how I did years ago when life was different. There is a darkness I cannot seem to shake. A despair that has no right to have such a hold on me. To be dragging me away from all the things that once made me who I was. There was a time nothing would get me down. I would bounce back from catastrophes and step boldly into whatever awaited. I cared not for the conformities expected by this world. But now all is tinged with darkness.