to Claire Topp
The rush of memories flood back like Jennifer Lopez’s musical career and I am instantly transported to a different time. A time when I awoke with the weight of a brick on my chest. A time when I laid awake for hours in the night, gripped with panic, all the words we had ever spoken to each other swirling around in my head. A time when fear clung to me like a second skin and nothing really made me smile. A time when I drifted through days in a fog so dense I couldn’t move one muscle without questioning everything. A time when sushi dinners were defeated and resentful, how had we gotten to this place? A time when I would delete your number from my phone to feel like I could breathe again, even for a second. Why did I ever meet you? A time when I could see my own pain reflected through your eyes. A time when nothing moved me. Fourth of July fireworks were dull and The Office was depressing. A time when the sight of your name on my phone elicited a feeling of dread so strong, what do you want? You’ve taken everything from me. A time when you made me feel so insignificant, I actually started to believe you. A time when my life felt like an escape room I didn’t know how to escape. A time, a time, that was a dreadful time.
to Claire Topp
Oh fiddlesticks! Please disregard that last email, meant to RSVP YES to your 30th blowout bash in Santa Barbara!
P.S. I for one DON’T think you’re taking your birthday too seriously and emotionally I am doing incredible.
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