Isabella.
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Panicked.
Alone.
Betrayed.
Oliver. Oliver. Oliver.
I couldn’t fathom a clear thought in my mind – no matter where my thoughts wandered, I always ended up in the same place – wishing I was with him. He was the only halfway-to-rational thing I could think about, and even just talkingto him was completely irrational. Yep, I was stranded in my own head.
Okay, deep breaths, Izzy. What I needed was a game plan. I couldn’t just sit here and think; that would kill me. To distract myself (though only slightly, since I was still stuck on the same topic), I made a list of everything I could do to lessen the weight on my shoulders:
IZZY’S LIST OF THINGS SHE CAN DO TO KEEP FROM MENTALLY DROWNING
A LIST BY IZZY JETT
· Call Oliver
· Tell mom
· Wait, and tell Debs at my next appointment
· Don’t tell anyone yet, and make sure
· Don’t tell anyone, run away, and live in a dumpster with a child I hate
· (see number 1)
Then, I made another list – one of all the pros and cons to each option:
IZZY’S SECOND LIST TO KILL TIME AND ALSO BRAIN CELLS
A LIST BY IZZY JETT
1) Call Oliver
Pros: have best friend again, he won’t get mad (well, maybe a little from before but not from this), he’d understand, he wouldn’t make me talk to anyone.
Cons: he probably hates me, don’t know where he is, tired & don’t want to go on a manhunt.
2) Tell mom
Pros: she’s my MOM, she’s had kids before.
Cons: I will be in trouble for some reason or another, MORE SMOTHERING, I’ll have to talk about it a LOT.
3) Tell Debs
Pros: therapist, has probably dealt with this before.
Cons: will, 100% no doubt about it no looking back, tell my mom (NO!!!!)
4) Don’t tell anyone
Pros: no pressure to do the right thing, I won’t owe anyone anything, TY WON’T FIND OUT.
Cons: I am a small child having a small child, this is a clear issue. Need I go on?
5) Run away to live in a dumpster
Pros: ?????
Cons: A LOT
So, I concluded, the Dumpster Solution was out. I decided to rule out number four as well, on the logic that I couldn’t hide it forever. Obviously. Telling Debs would be absolutely pointless because all she would do is give me mildly unhelpful advice that I could have found on the internet and tell my mother. So I was left with options 1 and 2. Call Oliver or Tell Mom. I looked at the pros and cons list of each again, noticing that the Tell Mom pros were weak as hell. Plus, I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want to be logical about it.
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