The snowfall was heavy and the wind howled through the streets of Khrushchevka. The girl sat alone in her small apartment, smoking cigarette after cigarette, lost in thought. She had just received a text from her friend, who was

The snowfall was heavy and the wind howled through the streets of Khrushchevka. The girl sat alone in her small apartment, smoking cigarette after cigarette, lost in thought. She had just received a text from her friend, who was also a depressive like herself. They had both been struggling with depression for years and often found comfort in each other's company. But tonight, she felt even more alone than usual. She took out her phone and looked at the picture of herself from five years ago, when she was still hopeful and full of life. It reminded her that she had once been happy too, but now all that remained were memories of a time when things were different.