I Hope She Wouldn't Be Too Depressed

I was stunned. I couldn't believe that someone who had been so vibrant and full of life could be facing such a difficult battle. And then, I felt guilty. Guilty for being angry at her without knowing the full story. Guilty for judging her without understanding what she was going through.

As she talked, I could see the pain in her eyes. She had lost everything because of her illness. Her position as the top socialite, her friends, and even her fiancé. She even left her country just to hide away from everyone. I wouldn't tell a lie that she's a strong woman. had to move back in with her parents only when she found out that she got healed.

I sat with her for hours, listening to her story and trying to understand what she was going through. I couldn't even imagine the fear and uncertainty she must have felt.

But even as I listened, I couldn't help but feel angry at the unfairness of it all. How could someone so young and full of life be struck down by such a terrible disease? How could m