Life out there

I touched up the translucent powder on my face, resting my hands on the piece of furniture, knowing what had to be done, it was necessary.

I got up from the bench, thanking for the absence of pain, I held the box, placing it inside the rectangular gold Gucci bag, walking with firm steps to the closet, analyzing the heels intact, and the dresses organized, how can I be so ungrateful when so many people wish they had only the what to eat while I have it all... it's just a small price to pay.

A young girl shouldn't cry for anything Giulia.

My mother's voice reverberates through my mind remembering one of her teachings, but

Could it be that my crying is for no reason?

I walk in firm steps out of the closet putting the unfair thoughts back in the back of my mind, pulling the scent of roses for the last time, opening the bedroom door holding the doorknob in search of strength.

I close my eyes praying this will be easy, God knows I need something easy these last few years, I've given al