Life is all about grief.
I had lost North, too. Though it was in different circumstances.
My days now consisted of waking up, crying, blaming myself for leaving Drew alone, throwing up the meals Swan would force down my throat and sleep.
It was like that for a few weeks. I was unable to function. I tried my best to answer every question Drew had concerning our "break up". He was suffering by my fault, and it was unbearable to watch.
Then, at the end of the year, I was awful to him. I used everything I knew about him to drive him away, calling him names, hurting him with my words.
I hate myself so much today. I still can't forgive what I said.
I learned afterwards that he had nightmares about me. On the first of January, we decided to stop talking to each other. It was for the best.
Some time around March or April, I talked to him via Swan because the two still contacted each other from time to time.
He was still down but coming to terms with everything. He had broken up with his girlfriend, which I am still glad he did. Things were worse before they were going to get better.
It was the same for me.
Life was a bit brighter if I didn't think about the guilt. I was doing great academically, and living with my boyfriend was wonderful.
Then I turned 20.
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katharsis
Short StoryFrom the moment I understood life, I never felt happiness ever again. -- It is a short story of how I lived my teenage years. It is my katharsis, leaving some things behind me with a much lighter heart. Read or not, I think writing to the world is b...
