by Kate

kate: I’m putting you as a contact for my SSI disability appeal.  If they write you, just tell them how sad and broken I am.
Jesse: okee dokee
Jesse: I actually think she’s been underdiagnosed. From an early age, her melancholy took a tragic turn. Her first suicide attempt, at 7, was what first drove my mother to the bottle, I think. Given our abusive and absent father, she was left mopping up the blood of her own daughter from the kitchen floor.
kate: That might be overdoing it, but whatever you feel.
Jesse: She had the first of many abortions at 11, after selling her body to a 40-year-old pervert for $5. Had it, that is, after she tried to do it herself with a rusty clothes hanger and nearly died of tetanus. She had been so excited when the lockjaw set it, thinking her suffering might finally be coming to an end. When she finally woke up, cured, the disappointment on her face was truly poignant. By this point, she no longer had the drive to even attempt suicide.
kate: That is SO SAD