this morning #1597.
this morning, before classes started, all five of us were hanging out in the hallway. talking stupid stuff. it all seemed completely senseless so i spoke up. broke through the bullshit. shared what was on my mind. “any of you struggling with the whole ‘put the past behind you’ thing? so far for me, it’s only made things more extreme.” no response. then one of the guys coughed out a laugh & smiled, clearly covering up his anxiety. fuck that. i know i’m not the only one. i mean, it took me until today to realize that i was going to have to confront what i’d buried before i could actually say goodbye to it. heck, i just figured out what i was going to focus on getting rid of. dad didn’t deserve to be left in the dust. my cousins? yup.