I don't want your smypathy. I don't need you to feel sorry for me.
Yes, there is the fact that I can't stand to be covered by a blanket. Or the fact that I can't be touched, so I am lonely. I want my Justin. Let's face it I am just miserable.
Thank you, Susan. But I don't want to hurt you. I know I do everytime I cringe, shrudder, or have a panic attack. I can't sit there and watch as I put you through that. I am so so so so sorry, Susan.
You haven't truly lost either of us. But I know it kills you that you can't touch me. You can't even come to me when you have a nightmare. Like we used to when we were scared at night.
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But why are you cold? Is it because of the blanket thing?
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Yes, there is the fact that I can't stand to be covered by a blanket. Or the fact that I can't be touched, so I am lonely. I want my Justin. Let's face it I am just miserable.
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I know you aren't feeling good I won't ask what is wrong unless you want to tell me.
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I do wish I had access to the rest of my clothes.
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My clothes and everything are in there....
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