this morning #1624.
this morning, after i’d dropped a bomb on her, mom somehow managed to keep it together. i know that her instinct was to call up her sister & let her know what her sons had done. instead, she tried to comfort me. said a series of likely wise words that washed over me in a blur. told me it was cool if i wanted to stay home from school again. i considered it for a sec but didn’t want to let my trauma affect me any more than it already has. i had to get back to school. couldn’t imagine moping around the house all day. wow. i’d done it. i’d finally let go of the truth that i’d been holding in. it felt nice. it also felt like, now that mom knows, i might have got the ol’ snowball rolling. once she tells my aunt, it won’t be something i can stop.