Author S. K. Nicholas

I’m not happy with who I’ve become. They say if you’re not happy with something about yourself, change it. But then would it be hindering my true nature? I do miss the numbness sometimes. My uppers and downers and routines that made me feel everything at once then nothing at all. Those rituals have faded. Unlike him. He took me to his freezer and offered me one of the two beers he had chilling. I told him I don’t drink anymore, but I took it anyway. And of course that lead to shots. It was a binge I hadn’t planned for but he knew I craved. After pushing and yelling things that made no sense, I pulled him to the bed room and told him not to talk about anything gorey. All while removing everything but the summer dress I was wearing. His eyes lit up the way they do…