- 3 years old: my grandpa was in the hospital, dying of lung cancer. my mom took me to see him two days before he died. he died, nobody told me, and about a week later we moved. i kept asking "how's grandpa going to find us when he gets out of the hospital?" and my mom wouldn't answer me. we moved a few more times, and it didn't occur to me that he must've died until i was about 5 years old.
- 5 years old: the kite incident. my parents got divorced when i was 2. my dad never came to visit me. one day, he stops by, gives me a dollar store kite, and leaves. i take it to the playground and start trying to assemble it, which he didn't even stick around for. the sticks were broken. i tried for hours to put it together because i thought i was just doing it wrong.
- all of the times i peed myself in elementary school and everyone laughed at me.
- the day my first best friend (4th - 8th grade) didn't want to be friends with me anymore.
- my last day in cape coral. not being able to say goodbye to my friends. the entire drive to miami. i just wanted to break down and cry, but i couldn't because my family was in the car.
- my first night in miami. i've never felt so alone.
- when i found out that you had sex with her. i've never felt like that before. it felt like you scooped out my insides and replaced them with ice.
- the few moments before i was supposed to go into that mri machine. i've never felt so scared.
jun 30 2010 ∞
apr 18 2015 +