Prologue

There are 2 things you need to know before listening to this:

1. I hate this.

It's stupid and I keep telling my therapist that I don't wanna do it, mostly because it's not going to help but she says to "give it time." So I'm doing this to spite her. Not because I think it will help, and I'm not being forced to do it by my roommate. She isn't sitting infront of me watching me speak into this recorder and making sure I do it. Definitely not.

2. This isn't going to bring him back. So I don't see the point.

I keep being told that saying my feelings will help me get over his accident but it isn't and I don't see the point. He is gone, trapped to those wires and I can't do anything to help him. The only thing keeping him alive is those stupid tubes forcing oxygen into his lungs and I just- It's cruel. He deserves better. So there I said it. I'm angry they're forcing him to remain here. Happy? Eryn is dead and it hurts. A lot. But he isn't alive on those tubes. The doctors say he slips farther into the coma by the day and I don't even have the courage to go visit him anymore, not that I could if I wanted to. He was supposed to come to my graduation. He was going to take me out for my first drink, but that isn't going to happen anymore, because that stupid-

Nevermind. This is pointless. And If I don't leave now I'm going to be late. There, happy Regina? I did the stupid recording. Now I hav-