February 15, 2026

Dear Diary,

Tonight I decided to find an online journal and share my soul with strangers because, honestly, I am drowning. Then I arrived here. Where transforming water into words seems an impossible task.

It is rather peculiar the way I could write novels for strangers, yet barely arrange a single sentence for myself.

The obsessive desire to help others whilst neglecting myself, should be studied; The arts of empathetic ailment.