Megan
I jiggle the keys to my new home and stand in the middle of my newly purchased 3 bedroom 2 bathroom house.
Shawn's antics and Beyoncé not being here has taken a toll on me. I beat myself up everyday for not remembering to tell her to add me to a call list.
I walk to what is my completed bedroom. It was the first thing I got done so I would at least sleep comfortably while getting the rest of my house situated.
I pick my phone up and hope for something to distract me.
All I see are a few memes from my friends that I reply "lol" to.
Nothing seems to really be going well for me mentally since I left prison and Beyoncé.
I lay down and get in my feelings and eventually cry.
I took a job at the local police department as a forensic scientist. Took me an extra semester but I ended up graduating and surprisingly getting a job in the field I studied in.
It's fine, but I'm not happy when I get home, so I embed myself into as much work as I can. Like sulk at my desk a little longer for no reason.
There's something missing in my life and my immediate guess is it's Beyoncé.
