“Dad… My Back Hurts So Bad I Can’t Sleep. Mom Told Me Not to Tell You.” I Had Just Walked In From a Business Trip
Lists.
Angry entries.
One line read:
I yelled at Lily again. I hate who I become when I’m exhausted.
Another:
Mark called from Dallas. I made Lily promise not to tell him about the bathroom incident because he’ll act like I’m some monster.
I stopped reading.
Called Dana.
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