i slept in my mom’s bed last night. like a child that’s had a nightmare. i do not want to go to school today. i wanted a snow day more than i ever have in my life. i want to stay home because i have an awful feeling that something will set me off and i will cry.
i talked to sean on the phone late last night. he said that if he had to go through what i am, he would not be able to take it. he told me i am strong. then i started crying again. and i told him that it doesn’t mean i don’t hurt.
