I've been alone. And afraid and angry and-- confused. I'm not allowed to be happy anymore. I really am out of my mind. I don't know how to handle anything. Even now I can see and hear all kinds of stuff that's probably not real.
[Sitting on the floor next to Cu's bed feels like a good idea. It's close enough to feel his presence and stop him from escaping if he has to, but he feels less likely to do something he'll regret if he isn't actually touching.]
It would be easier if I forgot being okay and didn't know I'm not, but I remember...
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[Sitting on the floor next to Cu's bed feels like a good idea. It's close enough to feel his presence and stop him from escaping if he has to, but he feels less likely to do something he'll regret if he isn't actually touching.]
It would be easier if I forgot being okay and didn't know I'm not, but I remember...