Thank You For Your Honesty.

I Do Trust You, Is What I Want To Say. But It Isn't True -- I Didn't Trust Him To Love Me Despite The Terrible Things I Had Done. I Don't Trust Anyone To Do That, But That Isn't His Problem; It's Mine.

In The Days That Follow, It's Movement, Not Stillness, That Helps To Keep The Grief At Bay.

I Do Know Who You Are. I Just Needed To Be Reminded.

Learning How To Think In The Midst Of Fear Is A Lesson That Everyone Needs To Learn.

I Forgot My Watch. Minutes Or Hours Later, When The Panic Subsides, That Is What I Most Regret. Not Coming Here In The First Place - That Seemed Like An Obvious Choice - But My Bare Wrist, Which Makes It Impossible For Me To Know How Long I Have Been Sitting In This Room. My Back Aches, Which Is Some Indication, But It Is Not Definite Enough.