My heart used to pound like a drum every time I saw him. On set, he was my charming hero. We were wildly in love, or so it seemed. Our chemistry was undeniable, the kind that made critics rave. But behind the scenes, something went wrong. He started acting distant, his smile becoming a mask. I tried to pretend nothing was happening, but the truth w

Every minute/hour/day, I encounter myself scrolling through the endless stream of stories/updates/posts on my Facebook feed. It's a strange/odd/weird mix of triumph/celebration/joy and despair/grief/anguish. Sometimes/Often/Rarely, I sense myself being pulled down by the heavy/dark/negative emotions that seem to permeate/cloud/suffocate the space.