The looming works upset me still. The harder I tried to stand against its torment, the more unnerving it became. Only the thoughts of it triggered pain at my left lower abdomen. I tried to use all channels I know. Through the institution, through my own searching efforts, and through familial supports. I could only pray for Allah to grant the best resolution. Allah is the Best of Planners.
Two weeks might healed all physical scars. But emotionally? I am not yet sure.
