I couldn’t manage it. I am home instead of at the wedding of one of my dearest friends’ children, because I just can’t do it. Math class was the most I have been “out” in the world since I found out, except for a brief foray to get pizza with Ad and W on Thursday night, and that ended with me staying at W’s for another day and night. Thank God for that, I couldn’t have dealt with Friday alone. But still.
I just couldn’t face going out there in there world, couldn’t bear facing people again.
I have to do it tomorrow. Go to work. Face my boss’s sympathy, my coworkers carefully not asking questions. Be normal. I don’t know if I know what that feels like anymore.
I just don’t feel ready for the world yet.