fracture

she responded.

j’s not surprised by any of it.

i am.

i never thought she’d doubt the ONE concrete part of it all. perhaps the rest, yes. but not that one event that i know happened.

it did. didn’t it?

i mean. i thought it did. and i called sal afterwards. and. i remember laying in bed after, listening listening listening for him to come back in to the room.

h called crying cuz mum called her, crying.

i’m at fault.

how did i trick myself into believing that my mental health was as important as theirs?

stupid girl.

happy birthday to me.