i'm sorry, jeff
she said it wasn't my fault
it's a flaw of mine, feeling guilty about things that I cannot prevent. i try my best to get past it but it always comes and bites me.
I'm okay. Upset, shaken, but okay. I'm glad nothing else has happened today. No proxies or slendy, just the operator symbols in my letterbox. Anything else would be...too much. There's a bar of mint chocolate in my fridge. I think I'll have a square of that, watch some Glee or something, and go to bed.
(p.s. chester, thanks for calling me when I needed you the most. We're even.)
(p.p.s. sorry for this post. feeling a bit fragile.)