Chapter 105. All in My Head

I was on my feet now, standing by the bars of my cell—trying to figure out if the woman was joking or trying to gaslight me. Because you see, she was real.

She was very much real. I was not the kind of person who would hallucinate or see things that weren’t real. I mean, that’s the definition of hallucinations, but you know what I mean.

And believe me, I have been through a lot of sh*tty things. Before I had found out and confronted my mom about dad cheating on her, I used to be her punching bag.

Verbally. Emotionally. And there were times when she would hit me so hard and all I would worry about would be what I would wear the next day that would hide the bruises or marks.

Let’s not forget that I was bullied severely too. My life was a living hell in High school. And I had thought college would be better, but it was just the same—just with older kids. 

Then there was the rejection from Kevin last year. 

The point here is that I have been throug