The End is Easier
Mad As Rabbits
Dear,
Journal thingy.
I haven’t seen Mr. Way in a week. i was supposed to go see him on three separate occasions, but I chickened out and went to ray's instead. I don’t have any intentions of going to see Mr. Way anytime soon, but I know I’m going to have to sometime. I can’t just keep avoiding him. Anyway, my dad’s custody trial is in three days. I’m pretty fucking terrified. I can’t live with him. I can’t even be around him, not with what he did to me and my mom. He’s a fucking psychopath! I can’t handle this stress. I haven’t done anything to myself sense my ‘incident’ a couple weeks ago. So I guess that’s a good thing, right? Aside from all the other random shit in my life, schools been ok. I haven’t seen Chris in a really long time; I think he may have been suspended for something. I don’t really care, I’m just glad he’s not bothering me. Well ive got to go journal. We’ll talk more tomorrow. Sincerely yours, Frank
I closed my journal and walked downstairs to the living room. My mother was sitting on the couch glaring at the wall. I stood in the doorway afraid to say anything, not wanting to start a fight.
“Frank, why haven’t you been going to see you’re therapist?”
I kind of just stood there looking stupid. She was obviously pissed and I really didn’t want to get into this right now. I couldn’t just tell her that I kissed Mr. Way. That kind of relationship is inappropriate between a therapist and his patient.
“I’ve been forgetting to go. I’m sorry; I promise it won’t happen again.”
“Frank, stop lying to me. That’s complete bullshit!”
My mother yelled at me. What just happened? My mother never ever raises her voice or yells at me. I stood there with a look of shock spread across my face.
“I’m sorry for yelling. I’m just really frustrated.”
She whipped her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater.
“I told Mr. Way that you would go for an appointment tomorrow. I know tomorrows Saturday, but I would really like you to go. He said his office will be closed so he said that I could just drop you off at his house.”
My heart sunk into my stomach. His house?
“Uh… ok?”
It came out more as a question than an answer. My mom smiled at me and I slumped back up to my room.
Journal thingy.
I haven’t seen Mr. Way in a week. i was supposed to go see him on three separate occasions, but I chickened out and went to ray's instead. I don’t have any intentions of going to see Mr. Way anytime soon, but I know I’m going to have to sometime. I can’t just keep avoiding him. Anyway, my dad’s custody trial is in three days. I’m pretty fucking terrified. I can’t live with him. I can’t even be around him, not with what he did to me and my mom. He’s a fucking psychopath! I can’t handle this stress. I haven’t done anything to myself sense my ‘incident’ a couple weeks ago. So I guess that’s a good thing, right? Aside from all the other random shit in my life, schools been ok. I haven’t seen Chris in a really long time; I think he may have been suspended for something. I don’t really care, I’m just glad he’s not bothering me. Well ive got to go journal. We’ll talk more tomorrow. Sincerely yours, Frank
I closed my journal and walked downstairs to the living room. My mother was sitting on the couch glaring at the wall. I stood in the doorway afraid to say anything, not wanting to start a fight.
“Frank, why haven’t you been going to see you’re therapist?”
I kind of just stood there looking stupid. She was obviously pissed and I really didn’t want to get into this right now. I couldn’t just tell her that I kissed Mr. Way. That kind of relationship is inappropriate between a therapist and his patient.
“I’ve been forgetting to go. I’m sorry; I promise it won’t happen again.”
“Frank, stop lying to me. That’s complete bullshit!”
My mother yelled at me. What just happened? My mother never ever raises her voice or yells at me. I stood there with a look of shock spread across my face.
“I’m sorry for yelling. I’m just really frustrated.”
She whipped her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater.
“I told Mr. Way that you would go for an appointment tomorrow. I know tomorrows Saturday, but I would really like you to go. He said his office will be closed so he said that I could just drop you off at his house.”
My heart sunk into my stomach. His house?
“Uh… ok?”
It came out more as a question than an answer. My mom smiled at me and I slumped back up to my room.
Notes
my babies!! thank you so much for waiting!! i know this chapter is insanely short. but an extra exciting chapter is next!! anyway, im listening to Five Finger Death Punch, so now im all pumped up so ill probably write some more!!
bye!!
Oh my God that's horrible I understand completely if you need to abandon this do it seriously it's not worth it if you already have a lot going on. Im so sorry that happened.
3/23/14