The Agenda: Day 86
I’m trying to remember, but the year before Eaker was such a daze.
I was so wounded I’m not sure I really spoke to anyone.
I thought they all knew and were laughing at me…but what if Tralem was right?
Maybe I wasn’t actually rejected, I just thought I was and decided for everyone else, and my friends gave up trying to get through to me?
Maybe I’m wrong and they have no idea what I’ve been going through and don’t understand it at all?