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I kept thinking I should have gone to Santa Barbara last night, regardless if Hilary was with Reese or not. However, because I had decided to act like a f*****g child, I felt bitter and decided to stay in Orlando, even though there had been no game today and there wouldn’t be one until Sunday afternoon.
For the most part, this trip had helped. Because the team was new to me, we practiced a lot, which took a lot of my time and kept my mind busy. But, whenever I had down time and had nothing to do besides go back to my hotel and binge on some series on Netflix or stalk everyone on f*******:—mostly Hilary, though she rarely posted anything there—it was f*****g lonely and boring.
I wished I hadn’t come. I wished I were there with my family. I wished I were there to face Hilary and a
