Half Yelling, Half Crying / by Rebecca Tillett

He was distraught. He was filled with rage for the guy. He was worried about me. He said ‘I had a bad feeling about you staying with him. I knew you shouldn’t have stayed with him! I always knew he was a scumbag! Why didn’t you listen to me?? Why did this happen!?’ He was half yelling, half crying. I was bawling. I was apologizing. I should have listened. I should have listened. He’s always right. He apologized. ‘None of this is your fault. None of this is your fault.’
— R. Tillett