Will it be ok?

~Life is good~

Tw: Anxiety attack

April 16, Tuesday morning

For once

I felt good
I felt safe
I felt like I didn't need to be in my egg shell

Sure, when I go back to school, I'll probably have tons of questions from people who want to mock me, but for once, it didn't bother me.

Life is good, maybe just for now, but life is great. I'm happy.

"You look happy. Did you have a good sleep?" Mom said while holding the steering wheel. "Yeah..." I leaned my head on the window. "Listen, honey. Again, I'm really sorry, I've been so hung up on his death that I forgot how to be a real mother, I hope I can show you one day." She stated, making sure to keep her eyes on the road. "I asked the psychologist if I could send you back to your old therapist, and they said you could start next week." Her words stung. I could go back? Is this a dream?

"Really?" She nodded her head. "I didn't realise how badly you needed it beforehand, I'm really sorry, Hazel." We parked, and she leaned forward to give me a hug. We climbed out of the car and in front of me stood a mall. Inside were many stalls and stores. Ice cream, clothing store, grocery store, pharmacy, etc.

First, we headed over to get some pills from the pharmacy. It was for my mom. Secondly, we headed over to the clothing store. I desperately needed new clothing.

"How about this one?" Mom gave me a shirt with something spelled on it. "California girls? That's so cheesy, Mom." I chuckled as I put it back. "Alright, uhh, how about this one?" She gave me an oversized sweater with all the colours as stripes. I liked it, it suited my style. "I like it." We wandered over to the cashier who looked dead inside. We gave her the stuff we liked, and she scanned it quite slowly.

Next, we walked over to the ice cream stall that had every flavour known to mankind.

"Have an icy day!" The young man yelled as we left with ice cream in our hands. Instead of having an icy day, I was having a burnt day. Specifically, my scars. They burned from inside my skin, and I thought I was having a good day. "Mom, can you hold my ice cream real quick?" She grew concerned as I looked like I wanted to vomit. "Are you ok? Should we head home?" I shook my head and ran to the nearest bathroom.

I swung myself into a stall as tears welled up in my eyes. My breathing hinged. Just to think that I was having a good day today. I brought my knees up to my chest. Please just give me one good day.

"Hello? Is everything alright there? Hazel? Is that you?" A familiar soft voice ringed in my ears as. I unlocked the door to reveal Bubbline. What's she doing here? My sleeves wiped away my tears as her face grew in worry.

"W-what are you doing here?" My voice wobbled as I tried to keep everything in. "What do you mean? Older grades get to have some days where we get days or hours off. Later today, Jackie and I have a geography test. It doesn't matter what's going on with me. Why are you crying in a bathroom stall?" She stepped inside and looked at the door. "Is this because of Mathew? I heard about what happened.."

The door opened, and we heard a voice darker than bubbliness. "Bubbles? What's wrong?" That was Jackie. Bubbles grinned with a hint of red on her cheek. "I'm fine, Jackie. I'll be out in a second!" She looked back over to me. "I mean it, if you ever need anything, just call either me or Jackie. Well, mostly me. I don't know if Jackie will pick up. She lightly put her hand on my arms before unlocking the door and heading back to Jackie.

I walked out of the bathroom to find my mother with a worried expression. "Let's go home, Hon." She helped me back to the car and drove out of the parking lot. Once we made it back home, she opened the door and came to my side of the car and picked me up. Once she reached the couch, she slowly put me down and headed over to the kitchen. Frankie came from upstairs, and when she saw the state I was in, her face grew worryingly.

She wandered into the kitchen, and I heard some chitchat, before they both came back out and sat down next to me on the couch. I heard someone's phone buzz, even if my eyes were disoriented. I didn't mean I didn't know who it was. Frankie's dumb boyfriend. I hate him. If I wish, she would just break up with him. She doesn't even like him! I shifted on the couch and stared at the TV.

And suddenly life was good again.
It's not perfect
I have tons of problems I need to get through
But that doesn't mean
That I'm not allowed
To
Have
A

《Good day》