Solitude

Don't. Don't. Don't.

Don't do this. Don't say that.

So many restrictions. So many rules. So many new things to deal with at one go, and you think it's that easy to adapt to it all? Please. I'm only human. And everything I do ends up being wrong, doesn't it?

Has it ever occurred to you to even bother asking how I'm dealing with all of this too? Sure it's tough on you two as well but you have each other to talk it out with. Who am I left with? Considered that before?


Shun me if you must. Not like I haven't been dealing with it by myself anyways.