“Well, today is Father’s Day. I couldn’t sleep last night. I
was really anxious so I got in with Mom and Dad. Mom was upset so in the middle
of the night she asks me to get in the middle and I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.
So she gets mad and calls me pathetic. What kind of person can have insults so
late at night. Anyway, I woke up exhausted. Not cool. Yeah. So I’m miserable
today. I still miss Stuart. It’s not fair. Just one blow after the next. I wish
I could get a break sometime. I’m writing on Tuesday and I have no idea what I’m
writing and I haven’t studied. At all. And I know I should be worried but I’m
not. So I’m worried that I’m not worried.”
Looking back now I think it's a little weird that I used to get into bed with my parents at that age, but, hell, if it made me feel better, it made me feel better. My parents made me feel safe and comfortable and then I could usually fall asleep. It's also just like me to not study before an exam. Well, that's not true. I always study. It's just usually the night before the exam. We Hunter's are total procrastinators and will but anything before school work. Every exam time all of our clothing cupboards are really clean and we are helping with the housework. Rearranging drawers. It's how we work.
E.H.
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