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VIVIAN

My head throbbed painfully despite the aspirin I had just ingested.

My body did not at all feel like mine. My palms were sweaty, my throat dry and my eyes itchy.

I did not know what to think, did not even want to think at all. I just felt the irresistible urge to lie on my bed and sleep it all away. These days, it felt like I was being hit by ice stones of trouble every other day.

It was either Nate, or Richard, or Emily and it was getting too exhausting for me to act like I was alright inside. I had thought divorcing Nate and moving out of his house would grant me the respite I needed but this far, I'd barely had a moment to exhale.

It felt everyday like I was underwater, waiting with bated breath for something, anything to happen. I was simply going through the motions now, paranoid and bored and just essentially uneasy. It was not only sad, it was distressing.

I had told myself multiple times that I had finally let go of every toxicity in my life but how could I when my