Last night, I heard my parents whispering outside my room. “You know, Mary, I’m worried about Mia,” said my dad
in a soft tone.
“So am I, Dan,” said my mom in a shaky tone.
I knew they were whispering but from the crack in her voice, I could tell Mom’s voice was frantic.
“I should have listened when you said she wasn’t doing well,” said my dad.
“I just wanted her to be herself again.”
I heard the tears in my mother’s voice then. “Come on, Mary, let’s go.”
Oh! I felt awful. Part of me wanted to run to them. I wish I could have told them how I was feeling, but it wasn’t that simple.
Goodness, did they not get it? I was not in a mood. Right now, I just wanted to be with Leo. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. He was everything to me, and now he was gone. They needed to let me grieve. I wanted to be alone. There was nothing they could do now.
I heard my father asked my mother, “Mary, is this really necessary?” “Oh, come on, Dan!” she exclaimed.
“I’m just saying she’s not ready right now!” he shouted. “This is not healthy for her. Don’t you see it?” she cried.
I heard my parents whispering outside my room. “You know, Mary, I’m worried about Mia,” said my dad
“No, I don’t think you understand!” she continued shouting.
“Come on, Mary; shutting me out is not going to solve anything!”
Inside my room, I paced back and forth.
I don’t want to hurt my parents. I’m sorry.
“Listen, Dan. I can hear her moving around in there.” My mom moved toward my door. “Mia, honey…”
I was at a loss as to what to do. All I wanted to do was cry. “Mia, honey. Your mom and I are worried!” Dad said.
I moved to the door and leaned my forehead against it. “Well, just know we’re here for you,” he said.
Please forgive me, Mom and Dad. I love you both, but all I want now is to be to alone for a while. Isolated from everyone.