15. And Then, My Anger Raged

I should have been grateful. I was furious instead. And I meant every word.

I stayed with my parents for the next week and while they no longer slept beside me on suicide watch each night, I felt the undeniable tension of their hypervigilance in each and everything I did, even if it was only a trip to the bathroom.

Although their persistent check-ins and endless invitations to go for a walk or role-play my job interview that had…