Friends Return
Bit by bit, my friends began reaching out—inviting me for coffee, offering words of encouragement, and simply showing up. Their gestures reminded me that I wasn’t forgotten, that I still had people in my corner. Sitting together in cozy cafés, sharing laughter over warm drinks, I felt slices of normalcy return. Those conversations, light but genuine, became lifelines, pulling me back from isolation and reminding me that I wasn’t carrying this burden alone.

Friends Return
