Monday November 28, 2016
From a feedback form
“Can you think of anything that you want to add?” She says, looking at me with sorrow eyes.
“I don’t think so?” I start to put on my jacket and she stands up. “You’re brave, for doing this…” Sorrow eyes get wider. “Many people never report anything, for a variety of reasons, that are all valid but – … then how are we supposed to – ”
“I have to get to class.” I say, and rush out of her office.
“Oh. Okay. Thanks again for coming, Alice.” She extends her hand and I shake it. It’s warm.
I lock myself in a bathroom stall for awhile and as other people come and go I think about those sorrow eyes and how I’m tired of them and really, I’m actually just tired. So, so tired.