The light ahead is starting to fade away, and I'm being pulled into the darkness. I don't know what's happening to me. I used to be a strong, independent woman. But now I feel like I am losing my grip on reality. I am a prisoner in my own home, and I am scared of the outside world. I don't know how much longer I can take this. I see death everywhere I look, and I can't escape it. It's like it is following me. The only thing that brings me any comfort is knowing that my loved ones are in heaven. I take solace in knowing that they are no longer suffering. But I can't help but wonder, when will it be my turn? When will I be reunited with them? I feel like I am losing my mind. I am trapped in this nightmare, and I don't know how to wake up. Should I do it? Should I take my life? I'm so tired of this pain, of this suffering. I just want it to end. A voice from afar said 'It's not your time yet'. I will hold on to hope, because it is all that I have left.