[94] Everything We Wished For

My therapist suggested that I should make a list. 

They told me that hate was a powerful word, and that it was subjective. That maybe the hate that was festering inside of me wasn’t necessarily considered as hate but more of confusion and guilt forming together. They told me that sometimes things happen beyond our control and that I shouldn’t blame myself for the choices I made along the way over things that I had no control over.

Of course, I thought it was total bullshit.

Still, I found myself typing names on the notes app of my phone. I was inside my room, with the door open to ease everyone’s concern. I’ve already gone and fed Mexi. It had been a long time since we spent time alone together. Markus, Scarlett, and Olive were at their jobs, Hazel was at her dorm, Red and Clementine wer