Thanks be, they let me eat before cross-questioning me on what happened, giving me time to downplay it. The last thing I want is all that brought up again, or me being forced to stay here as a result of it. the food is surprisingly good, but I eat slowly, trying to savour it. I don't want to talk about it, about how I felt, but I know I'm going to have to.
"Was my own fault, I was looking for work, and asked the wrong person. I'm fine now". I brush them off. I'm really scared to go into this, I just... I don't even know why.
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Date: 2010-11-07 08:40 pm (UTC)"Was my own fault, I was looking for work, and asked the wrong person. I'm fine now". I brush them off. I'm really scared to go into this, I just... I don't even know why.