مولد صوت AI مجاني Sad vo من Fish Audio

I'm just trying to keep it together, but some days are just a complete fucking disaster. Life keeps throwing this bullshit at me and I'm just here trying to be real with you guys. It's hard to stay positive when everything feels so quiet and empty right now.

Sometimes I trace the outline of where you used to be, like pressing on a bruise to remember the pain. Each memory feels like glass beneath my skin - beautiful, broken, impossible to remove. I built these walls again, stronger now, but emptier.

The rain fell softly that morning, just like her tears had fallen the day she left. I stood by the window, watching droplets trace paths down the glass, each one carrying a memory of us. The silence in the room was deafening, filled with echoes of promises we couldn't keep.

Have you ever noticed how memories of you differ in everyone's mind? Some remember the laugh you shared last summer, others recall the tears you shed in winter. Each moment creates a new fragment of you, scattered across time like stars in the night sky. Strange, isn't it?

Six months ago, I thought I had lost everything - my marriage, my reputation, my friends. Looking back now, I realize my actions destroyed more than just my relationship. Every morning I wake up facing the consequences of that single terrible choice.

Every night I lie awake, staring at shadows on my ceiling. They move like my thoughts, dark and restless. People say I should feel better, but they don't understand this emptiness. Maybe I'm just different, maybe I'm just broken.

It's midnight over here, and I can't fall asleep, sweetie. I'm just thinking about everything that is happening in my life... The thought that I have lost my dear son is unbelievable, and it's making me go crazy and the fact that I'm far away from you at this time of my life is killing me slowly.

The hardest part about growing older is watching your father's strength fade away. The man who could fix anything, lift everything, now struggles with simple tasks. You realize time is stealing pieces of him, and all you can do is hold his hand and remember who he used to be.