Week 16- Breaking the Fast

Feb 28, 2010 13:57

I sat there, unable to speak, as the therapist watched my every glance, sweat, and shift in movement. If I drank water, she wrote it down, noting the time. It was as if my thirst was an indicator of strife. I’m fourteen, I get thirsty. I guess therapists write everything down.
She took my diary. I don’t write the important stuff down in that one, ( Read more... )

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onda_bianca March 3 2010, 03:03:50 UTC
A very heartbreaking and powerful piece. I have no constructive words...bye wow.

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lawchicky March 3 2010, 20:23:19 UTC
I'm so sorry :(

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lyrical_liessss March 4 2010, 04:06:35 UTC
Yeah, I make my font for my ljidol entries readable haha.

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kittenboo March 6 2010, 01:10:26 UTC
your words are hauntingly real... powerful, painful, hopeful

I'm so sorry for everything you have been through, but I'm glad to know you are finding a way through the pain now.

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dreamchaser March 6 2010, 17:31:44 UTC
*hugs* I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that :(

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