Guilt
Jessica Drigun
Time heals all wounds. Yes, but when? A nine year old wound has reopened.
It wasn’t fully healed anyways…
Omissions of guilt have come back to the surface; You weren’t there the last days before your dad died. You were with a boy. You didn’t paint your grandma’s nails before she died. You were ‘busy’. You were relieved when your grandpa died. No more mathematical questions. If I knew then, what I knew now. Well, that doesn’t make the guilt go down Any better than trying to drown it in substance abuse. I don’t abuse – I use it only when I need it. Keep telling yourself that. I’d tell you that it gets better, But it doesn’t. I’d tell you that you can leave, But you can’t. You’re here. Stuck.
“Patchwork” Art by Emily Cotler
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