The phone rings and its always something bad. People never call you with good news, cuz they would rather wait and tell you in person. But if its bad news, they would much rather tell you over the phone, so that they don’ t have to see or deal with your reaction. Like when one of my best friends died in a skiing accident, and I got a call and a simple, “Jo died in a skiing accident.” Thats it, no leading up to it, just the statement followed by a quick, “I have to call more people, talk to you later.” The person who called me and told me that was cold and didn’t seem to give my feelings a second thought, which is why, almost 2 years later, I still can’t stand to talk to her. The thing that makes it worse is that she is 40 years old and should have known how to handle the situation better.
Yesterday I got another phone call, but this one was different. It still delivered bad news, but the deliverer did it in a way that made me feel bad for being upset, because they tried to spare me from the pain. It worked, until today that is, when i was thinking about it in between classes and I got so upset that I couldn’t even go to class. I balled my eyes out in my room for 15 minutes. And now I have to pretend not to be sad, because there is way to many things that I have to do…I don’t have time to be sad or worried, leave that for the people who don’t have to work there asses off simply to survive.
