i pace around the bathroom restlessly. jeremy had just left after calling me a "loser", the word like a knife in my chest. tears roll down my cheeks as i stare at my reflection, my hands shaking. i-i...i'm all on my own now...i look at the door anxiously, fidgeting as the knocking progresses into banging. i call out. you can't come in here! i take off my glasses and splash some water on my face.