It feels that just as quickly as she came, she left.

I’ve been a worked up ball of emotion since The Departure. It’s so strong that my body aches. Trying to be okay about things but it’s so obvious I’m not okay.

Not one bit.

I’m beginning to think I might be co-dependent. But, I figure that if I’m going to be co-dependent on someone, it might as well be my mom.

There’s only one thing I feel like doing right now. Crawling under the covers. And that is precisely what I intend to do.

With FOH next to me. Not next next to me — next to me in his bed next to me. I tell ya, that kid. The light of my life.

Maman left. I cried. He smiled and damn if that mega watt grin didn’t just make me smile, too.

Now. To bed I go.