I'm having a rough go of it this Christmas.
Mom is in the hospital.
BF is not answering his phone. Which could mean a drug run.
I am in a hotel room, in the city where my mom and sister live, hoping to see my mom in person.
But she's in the hospital. Where they aren't allowing visitors due to Covid-19. So that seems like a slim possibility.
I'm here alone, in a hotel room on Christmas day, watching movies, worrying about Mom. Worrying that BF is gone again, and what do I do with that?
I'm in a hotel room, not sure what to do with myself. Watching movies. Trying to avoid thinking about reality.
What a fucked up year it's been.
