You're trying to calm me down and you say 'everything happens for a reason'. I bite back a remark and water down my thoughts. I reply, 'most of the time." And I think about the ways I was hurt and abused but I don't want to talk about it. You try to bring up the saying again that everything will be fine because it happens for a reason because you don't see what I'm thinking five states away. I laugh "someone else's reason." Thinking about how maybe I had to be ruined so no other girl would.