Happy Mother's day, St.Joan- B/J drabble
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I always hated that shit.
No, hate is too strong word, I should know better.
Fuck, I can't believe I'm doing this. Why now? Why after all these years?
Brian Kinney in theraphy? like what the fuck?
And no, it wasn't Justin who made me do that. It's Daphne, believe it or not.
She kept telling me about one of her friends from school who's a brilliant theraphist. Claudia would be perfect for you Daphne said, and gave me the phone number.
Let's get it straight (well.. you know) I never expected our lives together to be a fairytale story, after Justin and I eventually tight the knot, but I guess I didn't want to make it a horror story as well.
So I'm sitting there, telling Claudia how I always hated mother's day. I remember going to Micheal's after school, see the smile on Debbie's face as he gave her some shit he bought at the drug store with some cheesy mother's day card. This is when I knew I wanted to work in advertising. selling false hope and false dreams to people. It's such an intense feeling.
Debbie's love wasn't false. She did her best to protect me, made me feel welcome, fed me... before I reluctantly dragged my ass home to St.Joan's.
I see how Justin's face light up when he calls Jennifer. The twat still believe in Mother's day shit himself. Why wouldn't he, though? I musn't be so cynical.
Yesterday I helped Justin pick a nice goodie basket packed with the finest skin care products and we both signed our names on the card before it was delivered to her.
I did it for me, because I felt I owe it to her, in case you want to know.
Fuck! these sessions cost a furtune, I might s well get something done.
TBC...