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Pen Your Pride

Dear Tris,

I drank.

I drank until I was numb to the pain and my mind was cloudy.

I drank until I couldn't think and I and I felt angry.

Angry with myself, angry that you died, angry at Caleb, angry at this awful, goddamn world.

I was screaming and yelling and crying and throwing things.

Christina found me on the floor.

She helped me into bed and took all the alcohol away. It helps, but it's only temporary.

I wish there was a way to feel numb again.

I am so so so ashamed.

Help me, Tris. I can't do this any longer.

Love,

Tobias

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