I really don’t know how to categorize this situation, but I really think that it is harassment, a very sly form. For the past month and a bit more, I have been receiving half-eaten food in front of my door. I have no idea who it is from or how it even got there. I just know that once per week, usually around the weekends, I will see a few items there.
I’m usually pretty cold. My friends know that I barely give out hugs and I dislike being touched by someone. However, when I’m sick, I really start to feel lonely, especially when I’m away from family. Continue reading “Love me more when I’m sick.”