Apartment

April 23, 2020 | Phoenix | 50-59 years

I was back living with my mother in an apartment we stayed in after my parent's divorce. It was a devastating feeling since that was the lowest point in my life. It was dark, stifling, and dingy. I was hugging my mother and we were both crying. I felt trapped and very frightened. If seemed as if someone was trying to break in to our apartment through the window. I woke up yelling out and crying. My first thought was confusion and despair thinking all the work and progress I had made in my life was gone, just like that.