There comes that time of year where we seek forgiveness, give our praises to God and be thankful what for the things we have. We're lucky enough to live in a life where we're able to read, food is not scarce and communication is simplier just by a few clicks of a button. Ramadhan never had much effect on me because I'm capable of witholding from what I should but I'm not going to talk about how it's impacted me recently because I'm not very big on talking about Islam and I might get facts wrong.

I found this photo today. It takes me back to when life in Loughborough wasn't so complicated. I will no longer find this type of contentment. I accept.

So here's a story:

The sun shines through the blinds, hitting her eyes with its brightness. She's always hated waking up in the morning because really, there wasn't much for her to look forward to. As Eid approaches, she finds new reasons to become depressed and let down. Her life feels like it's slowly going to turn upside down with her falling out of it. Really: a box with contents being turned upside down. She is the content. She's always thought that she was a strong person, given all the things she's gone through over the past few years.

Rumours of her socialising ways had never effected her much because she's had friends who made her feel better and she's always known to ignore the harshest of words. Guess what? Today, was the day she couldn't. Not when it altered everything she loved.

She doesn't understand how people can judge others on what they've heard and not know.

She cannot grasp the idea of why others would be so keen to talk about her when she's always tried her best not to keep up.

Mostly, she doesn't except how all of this could have started and why it's at full force of ruining her life.

She cries, as she has done for the past week. Her tears cannot stop flowing, the pain escalates harder and faster every time. "What have I done to deserve this?" she asks. Her friends remain mute this time, because they're not there. It's always felt like it's her against the world, with her having no one to turn to because no one really recognizes what the problem is..She has no one to talk to, especially when those closest to her are against her decisions. She didn't mean to fall out and back in love. She didn't know it hit her until she was in too deep. Everything, every tiny detail, she had planned for her life had to be thrown out the window.

She no longer knew what she was going to do.

All she could do was take off the promise ring , pack up and watch her life fall apart.

She sighs and lets tears wash her face.