"You are not going to
hag me anymore”? she asked me over the phone today. She is a friend from
school. Smart, funny, a very good person. Every phone call is like a party. She
is waiting for it to be over, so we could hag again. Get back to “normal life”.
I wish I could feel the same. I don’t think it will ever be the same. We will
go to work, we will buy clothes and we will hang out with
friends but this cloud of fear will
always follow.