The light from the Sun crept into my room and blinded me. I tried to hide under the covers to shield myself from the indication of another day. Not a new day, but another day. Another day that I didn’t want to face.
I walked to my bathroom and washed my face, looking at myself in the mirror. There it was. The blotchy cheeks, the red nose, and the swollen eyes. The same look I had the morning after Jake broke up with me. I shook my head and turned on my shower. I stood there, for a good ten minutes, just letting the water hit me. I don’t know if any of you know the feeling, but what I felt was numb. Numbness in the sense that I could feel the hot water hitting me, I could feel the warm tiles underneath my feet, the soap in my hands… but I felt nothing inside. I felt so, empty. I guess when you give so much of yourself only to be left in the end, little parts of you just, well, die. I finished my bath and got dressed. I didn’t want to go to school but I knew I had to. I had to finish my article on Matt in the library before turning it in early. I decided to text everyone that I was sorry for how I had been behaving the past couple of days. I also told them to ask Beth why I was acting the way I did. In the last part of my already bordering two page text, I told them that I needed this day to myself. That it was that kind of day again. They all told me they loved and supported me. And that they understood. Sometimes we really don’t deserve the friends we have, but they’re there anyway. There to help you at your most unlovable. I made a mental note to invite them over for another heart-to-heart soon. When I felt like acting like a human being again, anyway.