It's been three years today since the car accident.
I still don't want to spend the day alone.
I really really don't want to spend the night alone.
I didn't sleep much last night, kept have the same half nightmare-half memory of the accident.
It's been 3 years, I should not still be having nightmares of it at all. I should not still even be thinking of it.
But I do, and I am.