I can’t go home and write after all that. I’m too angry at Liam and too scared that he’s right. Maybe it is me afraid that I’m rotten on the inside. Too off balance to sustain a life in there. I feel certain I’ve gone hyper, because I can feel the blood pounding in my head, but when I check my numbers, everything is normal.

I lean against the wall of the hospital outside, and immediately realize that doing that here will lead someone to assume ...