Dear Mama,
It's almost Christmas, but I haven't done nor prepared anything. I have not even cleaned the house! I don't know, Mama, I don't feel excited or anything about the season. I don't know if it's the anxieties brought by the pandemic, the neighborhoods, the country, or my personal problems.
I'm sorry, Mama. I feel my batteries have been drained, and I cannot process anything anymore. Help me, Mama. I'm giving up again.
I wish you're still here with me.
I need you, Mama
Daddy
