words.

i didnt sit. i didnt cry. i stood perfectly still. i felt something inside me harden and grow. it pressed against my rib cage, made it almost impossible to breathe. i heard his words as though from afar, as though through a filter, or from underwater.the words stung like rubbing salt in a wound. but my reaction didnt fit my feeling. it was like someone had pulled out my plug.denial was still holding, but i could feel reality start hammering against the walls. i wondered how long before the walls collapsed under onslaught.

then the wall of denial began to buckle and crack. once the tears started, i dont know how long i sobbed. but after a while, i forced myself to stop.