Location: Under blanket in bed at Dad's house
Date: Friday, July 31, 2020
Time: 2:49am
Device: Old phone (can't even send a text or make a call if I needed to)
State of mind: Dark. Hopeless. Scared.
Feeling: Numb.

Once. Just once, I ask to be protected. Is that too selfish a thing to ask?

It's hard for me to have fun and be happy because I either don't trust the source, or, I know that it's going to have consequences.

---JJ

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