Asha
Max is very sweet. He didn’t have to come and comfort me, but he did.
I was surprised when he got so angry. And I think he somehow threatened Emmit? You can’t kill a dead man, but I guess he doesn’t know that. I should tell him at some point…
I want to be able to be brave enough to talk about it. I haven’t talked to anyone about it before, not even my therapist. But talking about it means I have to admit that he’s gone. And I can't do that. I just can’t! Not when it was my fault.
Not my fault. Not my fault. I repeat over and over in my head. A little frantically this time because I spent too much time thinking about it. It’s crazy because I thought the nightmares had stopped, permanently.
What did that damn therapist tell me to do when I woke up from one of these? Take some d
