Picture this: You’re knee-deep in a global pandemic and on the brink of daily mental collapse. You were working as a freelance publicist and lost all of your clients, you are month-by-month falling thousands of dollars behind on rent and calling the unemployment office on an almost daily basis fighting against the millions of other people trying to get even one ring on an impossibly unreachable phone line.
You are watching friendships implode and fade away, as you are backed into a corner of loneliness that feels like a sociopathic cosmic test of patience and a simultaneous awakening of who those “friends” really are.
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