day 3
250 Words
dear whoever you are,
life these past few days has been hard......
they tell you that once you get out of the type of situation I was in that it's just the beginning literally.....
I have 27 days left here to be able to financially take care of myself, but how do I explain why I've never had a job without having someone pity me. how do I explain that I might be too scared to work a register because if I work at a restaurant I would have to worry about him showing up?
I woke up this morning and looked at what I had and my first thought was that I wasn't allowed to wear some of it because I would be hurt. I am constantly having to remind myself that he's not here, that I am free to make my own choices but I feel more trapped than ever.
the couple of people I can trust to briefly call here have told me that he's looking for me which means that outside of these walls... I am not safe, but I have no choice I have to go out tomorrow and start pretending to be a normal human, that I have never been a number on a hospital band, and that I am not one of those women who is not just another statistic. Tomorrow I will have to have it all figured out
when I can't even convince myself that this place is a safe place........
- Writer
