Hey Diary,
I feel the echoes of silence bouncing off the walls these days. The routine, the solitude—it's become the background music of my existence. The holidays rolled by, but not a peep from any of the kids. No calls, no texts. It stings, you know? It's a pain I wouldn't wish on anyone.
I find myself wondering, have I not left a positive mark on anyone's life? Have I not impacted someone in a way that lingers? The question haunts me. It's like I've lost my way, and I can't shake the feeling of being hidden from. Life has dealt a tough hand, and I'm left grappling with the unfairness of it all. I didn't sign up for this.
Sometimes, Diary, I just wish someone would see beyond the walls I've built and reach out. Is that too much to ask?
-Curtis
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