I just recorded a demo. I had two jobs. I had a place to live. But I was miserable. All I could think of was my mom and Carter. My mom was dead. I’d never see her again. I’d never get to share my life with her. Not that I shared much of anything with her in the last few years, but now I’d never get the chance. I lay in my bed, sobbing. I wept for the life my mom didn’t get to lead because of me. I sobbed for the man I loved and left. I cried for myself. I never slept a wink that night, and at three in the morning, I pulled myself from between my sheets and showered. The water beat at my muscles and mingled with my tears. I had ruined not only my life, but the lives of so many other people. Now I had a shot at making it big. I didn’t deserve it. I didn’t. I still wanted it, though. I would’ve been stupid to pass it up. That was one thing I wasn’t. I wasn’t stupid, even though I pretended to be. I turned off the water and dried myself slowly.
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