Sheleftagain. Let me out. I'm scrambling for some answers that no one seems able to give me. Maybe I don't deserve them, but I was sleeping. Or maybe I was whispering. But I was alone and she stumbles in the room whipsering,"mom left again." And this is me: I roll my eyes and try to fall back to sleep. Or maybe I try to whisper again. But I was driving home today and I was wondering if I was doing alright. I think I'm getting used to the Numb. -Amanda