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    Broken

    Jane’s Journal Entry. Day One:

     

    I don’t know why I have to do this, it’s ridiculous really but Maura seems to think it’ll help and so I’m doing it…. For her. I wish she was here, she could tell me what the hell I’m meant to be writing. She left about an hour ago, made me take all my pink panic spots off the mirror while she went to the store to ‘buy me a gift’. Y’know, she’s usually really good at that but this time she really sucked!! Got me this notebook, a small brown paper bag and some rubber bands, says I’ll need them for tomorrow. I don’t know what sort of kinky ***** they do in Europe but that just don’t do it for me! Then she starts asking me about Red Sox stats. I think tomorrow is gonna be a weird ***** day.

    Why the hell am I writing about Maura?! She’s gonna kick my ***** if she finds out that I’m not taking this seriously, only reason I’m writing at all is that crazy ***** next door kept banging on my door when I was talking to… well that doesn’t matter! She’s not like that when Maura’s around, it’s all; ‘hi sweetheart, I baked you some cookies’ and ‘It’s so good of you to come here and take care of her’. I’m not a houseplant!

    She’s right though, Maura is good to me. I really don’t deserve her. She says some shrink friend has given her a program for me, showed me some stuff about PTSD and what I should do. Got a horrible feeling she’s gonna get all deep and insightful and make me talk about it. She said she won’t but she also said that Jorge was in medicine!! I guess she’s learning how to lie, I must be a bad influence on her. Ha!

    Wonder what she’s got in store for me tomorrow, I hope it involves baseball and beer! Unlikely though, she said it’d be harder than today – like today was easy!! Can’t be that bad though, I mean, so far I’ve passed out, cried and been naked and she’s still around. Damn! I am lucky to have her! Anyone else would’ve run from this crazy clusterfuck a long time ago. I must do something nice for her, maybe I can cook one of those fancy meals she likes…. Or order one in!! Don’t wanna poison her.

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