Bittersweet Feeling Called Sweet Sorrow
“We missed Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and our anniversary, so yesterday we finally celebrated it together. Look what he wrote on the card…” I read the card: “Happy valenbirthversarry, babe!” and I smiled ear to ear. “I am so happy for you! And I AM ENVY! I WANT THAT!” Then she continued sharing her stories with me. My heart hurt a little, but I was genuinely happy for her because she deserves it. – I’m always happy when people share their happy stories with me, their achievements, or whatever reasons make them smile. But specifically today, I can’t deny the feeling that my heart is being stabbed. I rushed to finish my work so I could finally sit down with myself and revisit this feeling that had been bothering me. What exactly is bothering me? Why does it make me want to cry when I remember her story? Honestly, I have nothing to complain about. We’re living in a time where there are much bigger things to worry about, like the war that’s been happening for a week now, something comp...
