That's why.

I don't think I'm able to live my life anymore. It's empty, everything is so empty. I can't concentrate on a single task at work, I can't feel the motivation... I'm not able to function, to smile when it's needed. Everything is just passing by, I'm not able to keep up with the things happening around.. It's just as if i had died already. No need to exist, no need to feel. No need to live without these crucial things. Without their understanding.

They call me Reba, because I have anger management issues. Or at least I used to have. But now it's more than that. I left behind the uncontrollable anger and fury. And now I am simply alone. No one is here for me. I am a stranger in this world. Left alone to die. With this day I gave up hope.

Am I really that easy to forget?