Chapter Three: "...Too Much Like Temptation"

 
I wish music didn’t tell all of my business.
 
Perfect example: Last week I went to the grocery store to pick up some things that Eva and I needed.  Everything was fine until ‘Emotional Rollercoaster’ by Vivian Green came on.  I cried like a baby.  It would’ve been ok had a little girl not said out loud “Look, mommy, that lady’s crying!” and drew the attention of everyone in the cookie aisle.  At least she came up to me and offered a tissue.  I guess that cleaned it up some.
 
Maybe I allow things to affect me too much.  Actually it’s not things – just Jackson.  I spend so much time thinking about what he wants and needs that I forget our relationship should be about us.  Add in Eva and her pre-teen issues and what you have left is an over-emotional, cookie-eating mess.
 
My therapist says that I should do some self-evaluation, set boundaries, and possibly spend some time alone.  But what does she know?  I haven’t been alone since I was sixteen years old.  I wouldn’t know how to operate outside of a relationship.  And anyway, Jack is all I know.  I love him, and sometimes I want to hurt him, but I don’t want to leave him.  So I’ve concluded that she just wants me to spend more money than I have for sessions that I may or may not need.
 
I’ll just get a new therapist…
 
…and more cookies.   
                                                           

                                                                                                                           -Urie

“Miss Glenn?”
 
 “Yes?”
 
“If we don’t do our paper by Friday, what’s gon' happen?”
 
“Then you’ll be spending another year in the 10th grade, Steven.”
 
The class pointed and laughed loudly, which made the young man angry and embarrassed.  “Miss Glenn, come on, that ain’t funny!”
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