I've been pretty much isolated for three days. I can count the people I've seen on one hand. Oh no, wait, Mom stopped by with soup. I need six fingers.
I mean, I've talked to people who I haven't seen. I called Hannah and have been in almost constant communication with Sam. But... I feel so isolated.
So completely alone.
God. I hate being sick.
And I just read a GMH about a father daughter dance. And it made me cry a little. I'll never get a father daughter dance and whenever I'm at a wedding or something and they have one, I start crying. I go and lock myself in the bathroom and cry.
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