Camile
Dear God, what have I gotten myself into? I utter a silent prayer to the heavens. What kind of sinister pact have I made? It"s as if my parents have been resurrected. It’s like every bit of freedom I’ve had up to this point has suddenly been erased. When Aunt Ellen called and asked if Oliver could stay for a few weeks, I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal. Steve and I were supposed to be in Thailand.
Dear God, what have I gotten myself into? Then the unthinkable happened, and everything changed. I don’t have the mental energy for this. I’m running on fumes. I haven’t slept, and I’ve hardly eaten. It replays over and over in my mind, the complete and utter humiliation. I may never recover from this. Last night I woke up in a cold sweat. The hammering of my heart and the cr
