[Kate*]

Why are Saturdays always so bad?! It's not like they're different than any other day. I don't get it.

I don't know why I'm having this feeling, but since that's impossible now, I wish it would go away. Be careful what you wish for, remember what you had before.

And we're back to feeling like crap, yay!

I know you probably think I'm dramatizing everything for attention or to freak you out, but I swear to God I'm not. I'm done. Brain damage ruined my life and as much as I want to believe there's a God who's going to fix this: Some days I just can't.

You kept telling me you cared, and I believed you, but even when I was there I was treated so differently from everyone else that now I know you lied. If you cared it was only because it was your job and now its not. I have to keep reminding myself that you probably never did and overcome the urges to contact you because I know you didn't mean them. I'm sure you've forgotten about me by now and will never know the damage this has really done.