I know how I thought about him the entire time I fought my way back.

How I managed to hold on to that after all that happened, I can't fathom after last night's dreams. Nightmares. They were nightmares.
Yesterday it seemed like such a good idea. Daring, but good. Today...everything is different.
I haven't felt this way since I was a little girl and my parents would fight.
I don't like it.