When driving home, I had my earbuds in, I was playing 1979 again. I always tend to listen to things on repeat when I don't want to think.

Over the song I could hear my mom texting my dad, almost concerned but more annoyed than anything. I know she's trying, but she should've known before that there was something wrong. If I'm not mistaken what kid with broken up parents isn't fucked up, I mean it's only the obvious thing.

The hospital tried to get me on a schedule where I would answer them in the evening. I would miss every phone call though. My mom started to get pissed, she was driven up the wall by me not getting better.

I'm sick of being okay with this.