WOMAN - H.S

24.

Hi guys!

Let's pretend I wasn't gone for a couple of weeks....

Anyways heres an update! The next one will be out within the next two days!

PROMISE!!!

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Two weeks.

It's been two weeks since my episode.

My head was still spiraling with all of the emotions I went through the past week.

I had talked to my mom, and I had cried right after. I almost used the ticket she gave me but I told myself I couldn't put my mom in this situation. I couldn't let her see me this way. I had to get my emotions under control first.

She had invited Olive, Jay, Harry, and Rex and I to Thanksgiving which was four weeks away.

I just had to hold on till then...

I've never felt everything at once.

Anger, Joy, sadness, fear, confusion, and most of all trust.

I trusted Harry with every ounce I had left in me, I trusted him to let music make me feel better. It did. I felt I got what had been on my mind out of it.

But like always, nothing lasts forever.

For the first week of trying to collect myself, I had distanced myself from everybody.

I started getting up early for work before everyone else and left work after everybody had already gone to bed.

Last Thursday Harry was done with me distancing myself.

I wiped my eyes trying to rub away the sleep deprivation.

I hadn't slept in five day's, I was becoming numb to the idea of sleep.

Every time I closed my eyes I saw the memories I was trying so hard to erase.

I can't go through that again.

I opened the door to the apartment closing it quietly. As always all the lights were turned off. Everyone was asleep.

I quietly walked to my room sighing as I opened the door gently dropping my bags by the door to repeat my routine tomorrow.

I rubbed my eyes once again feeling them burn.

When I re-opened my eyes I gasped at the figure sitting on my bed looking at me with a worried look.

My hand was pressed to my chest.

"I know what you're doing" Harry spoke. I let out the breath I had been holding before shaking my head. He had stood up taking a slow step towards me.

"Anna, you may think distancing yourself from everyone is what you need. I know you like everyone seeing the strong person you are and you feel like your trauma is making everyone look at you like you're weak. So you're distancing yourself so when you come home you're alone, you can break again behind this door. You don't understand your trauma is what makes you strong." He spoke.

My eyes were burning from being so dry the past few days and now they were glossing over.

"You can't distance yourself. I won't let you because I did that, and I hurt the people I loved in the process of doing that because I was hurt. I was too hurt to realize that everything I had left I was pushing away until it was just me. I was scared I was going to lose everyone who was around me any ways and I didn't want to go through that again." He spoke, a tear falling down my face.