I left Parker on my loveseat, using taking a shower as an excuse to separate from him and think for a few minutes alone. I’m glad I listened to Simone and Elena and gave him a chance to talk. My aversion is relenting some, but it’s still hard to shake all the lingering hurt from years of neglect. I can understand why he avoided me, but it doesn’t change how much it hurt at the time.
My mother is such a b***h. All she had to do was tell Parker the truth about my real dad and both of us could have avoided all this pain. She sacrificed her kids’s happiness to protect her own reputation. I say I’m not vindictive, but I’m standing under the shower stream wishing for her to get paper cuts every time she opens mail and flies to always land in her drinks.
I tie on a bikini then hear knocking o
