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₀₃.₂₄.₂₀₂₀, LA

Hello,

Matt, I'm honest with you, you're the only one I can be honest with. Nothing is okay, nothing at all. I'm falling apart.

My mother is dead.

She died a month ago on her way to work, suddenly, without warning. One day I was Chaise Hawkins and the next day I'm just a motherless child. And as if that wasn't the worst thing, my father is falling apart, just like me. Shouldn't he be the strong one? Shouldn't he comfort me? Shouldn't he make sure that the family that's left stays together?

But he doesn't do any of that. He just sits around, sometimes has a few beers and goes to the toilet, but he doesn't do anything else.
And as if that wasn't enough, Josh has now started smoking weed and my dad doesn't even notice. And suddenly I'm standing here, in a house with no one to support me. Because my mom is dead, my dad is becoming an alcoholic, my brother has become a stoner, my aunt is traveling across the country and my boyfriend lives on the other side of the country.
I'm still being bullied at school and Emely hardly has any time for me because of her boyfriend.
I'm not happy and I don't know how that's ever going to change.

I'm sorry that I haven't contacted you. I didn't know what to write and I had to find something else to do besides cry.

My world is falling apart and I can't do anything.
Chaise.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 - Matt SturnioloWhere stories live. Discover now