Trust issues are characterized by fear of betrayal, abandonment, or manipulation. Mackenna knows all these things. She had seen this kind of shit before and she would be damned if she go through this all over again.
If you get hurt that badly, you...
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I be Da B-R-A-T the new lady wit dat shit ya can't fuck with
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To say i was more than surprised to see jules with an injured eye would be a fuckjng understatement, like she just went to get some snacks and drinks and instead comes back with an injury? My assumption that she had been fighting a homeless man over chips was wrong, but I didn't believe her excuse that she had walked into a cooler door left open in the store either.
I mean... i'm a drug addict, not a fucking fool.
But it was the mentioned addiction that prompted me to drop the subject, 'cause instead of snacks and juice drinks, there were joints and vodka that Jules got god knows where from.
Jule'e's father didn't notice anything about our smoking in her room. They have a good bond, he trusted her and vice versa. He was always there for her unlike her alcoholic mother.
Due to her gender disphoria Jules has struggled with her mental health since childhood, something that first got better when she started her transition at age thirteen. When she was sixteen, she gave free rein to her sexual orientation only torealize that a person's gender didn't matter to her.
While her mother took Jules' 11-year-old self to a mental hospital against her will, her father even quit his job to be by his daughter's side during her transition. As if their mother-daughter relationship, which was characterized by alcohol and drug abuse, hadn't been strained enough, the bond of trust was completely torn by this incident.
When Jules and I lay in her bed together for the first time and talked about everything understand the sun, I registered one thing: She hated her life, not because it was bad, but because when you hate your brain and your body, it's hard to enjoy the rest.
The divorce of her parents and the fact that her father was with her during this self-discovery time helped a lot.
As the alcohol coursed through my body and I looked into the blonde's glassy blue eyes, I realized that I wanted to help her too.
Yeah, I wanted to help her be happy and enjoy life. I wanted to help her leave her past behind and show her how fucking beautiful the future can be for us.
Together.
I wanted to help her like I was a freaking marvel superhero.
