Terrible & Incredible
It’s been a terrible and incredible two weeks. What happened? I travelled to France, Cried so hard at a cafe that an Italian woman asked if I needed help. Considered fleeing and eventually did. I told my family, but only after he did; texting my dad, he did me a strange favor. He thought he was telling on me while telling on himself. At one point he looked at me with that hard look on his face and asked if I told my mom that I had lied. What did I lie about, I said. He didn’t seem to have an answer and I still don’t quite know what he meant. Just that I must confess my sins. I’m not spotless, but it isn’t to him that I need to confess.