@closetome.moments: after losing my job and my apartment in the same month, i stopped doing anything but surviving. i didn't call friends. i didn't cook. i barely got out of bed. then he showed up, and everything had color again. i started laughing. i started going to concerts. i started wearing my favorite dresses again. my sister said, "you look like you again." i gave him so much credit. and then one day, without warning, he said he "wasn't feeling it anymore" and left. i fell straight back into the dark, deeper than before, because now i knew what i was missing. it took another year to climb out. but this time, i did it myself. the spark was always mine.