Why Didn't You Stop Me? - Wenclair

Enid's Notebook (Page 3)

I haven't written in months but that's not important bc I'm pissed! My mom suggested that I go to lycanthropy conversion camp! What the fuck! I can't believe they even suggested that! It pisses me off and they wonder why I have depression!

And Wednesday was barely there for me about it... I know she doesn't understand emotion that well but friends are supposed to be there for each other y'know?

I don't know how to feel anymore... I mean I think I like Ajax but I don't know... I feel really attached to Wednesday. I think we're pretty good friends. At least I hope so. Her eyes looked pretty today... Fuck

I'm rambling BACK TO MY MOM BEING A BITCH.
She acted like she understood but she doesn't! I understand she's upset about me not wolfing out... I mean I am too... But I'll do it when I'm ready! Let me figure shit out first because honestly my priorities are elsewhere at the moment...

My dad kinda just stood there without stopping my mom! I mean he said sorry but still he could've said something! Why does everyone else have better parents than me. My parents want to send me to a conversion therapy camp because of somthing I can't control! I just ughghhhhhhtfthhhghh. But yeah that was my day. Enid signing off.

WEDNESDAY POV

I didn't know her parental situation was that interesting. Maybe I would've talked to her more about it if I knew. But she can't blame me for not knowing what was happening, I was having enough parental trouble myself. And I have trouble with talking about feelings. But... I guess I understand what she was going through... Maybe I was being a bit nearsighted... I tug at one of my braids slightly, my other hand feeling the material of the hoodie. The material was rough, just how I like clothes. I close my eyes trying to imagine how Enid was feeling... So alone with nobody to talk to... It hurt me too much to think about and with a long drawn out sigh I flipped to the next page.