I'm Jenny. This is my story.

Month: September 2017

Honeymoon

Honeymoon

  A new counselor, with grey at his temples asks me in his formal office, “When did the problems start?” I remember the room. I remember the tile floors, large white square tiles. I remember lots of light in the room, a simple room, a […]

Bedtime

Bedtime

  It’s late at night and I’m lying on the edge of the bed as far away from him as I can get. I am mostly numb. I want to feel something, but there are too many feelings to narrow them down. I am trapped, […]