24 sep 05
When you live alone, as I do, after you have a really bad nightmare, as I did last night, there is no one around to tell you, “It’s okay; it was only a nightmare.” And thus, I fell back asleep clutching a teddy bear. Seriously.
Sometimes the things that comfort us are strange. My exboyfriend’s mother gave me this beautiful quilt when I met her, which is red and pink and white. It was a meaningful gift, and although I had to get rid of pretty much everything having to do with him, I still have the quilt, and I curl up with it on the couch when I watch television at night.
Speaking of sleep, I feel like I am behind and I will never catch up. I’m getting in bed now with my teddy bear.
Keren / 25 sep 2005 / 1:15 p.m.
i had leg cramps in the middle of the night. I kept screaming and screaming waiting for someone (my mom) to come into my room and make it all better and then i realized that i was living alone and nobody can hear me, i just cried more because i didn’t only have leg cramps but i was alone.
jason / 25 sep 2005 / 10:16 p.m.
not to be misogynistic, but i feel that girls are somehow inferior b/c it seems like most of them that I meet are constantly terrified of something or other. teddy bear? c’mon maura, you’re better than that!
i don’t get the whole scared thing…get a gun, some pepper spray, and a baseball bat…not a bear to which to cling.
James / 25 sep 2005 / 2:46 a.m.
Someone ought to invent an electronic hug service for situations like this. I’d send you one if they did.