Journal // In my room I let myself to feel it. Just for a moment. All that I’ve been keeping pushed back, locked behind barriers. The voice on the other end was kind and I was glad I called. I knew they would give the logic I needed. I kept my breaths even, breathed slowly to keep quiet, never said more than a few words at a time so they wouldn’t know. I thanked them and hung up. The doorbell rang. I pulled my sleeves across my eyes and went to answer the door.
