I just hold onto Eddie’s body, feeling him, and breathing in our heat and sweat and the woodsy smell of the fire, and I keep sobbing and sobbing.And then I say, like Eddie did, “Me too, fuck – don’t know why I’m crying. Gay sex I wanna open my present first. He’s still a cute guy but I notice a few changes. But that’s me being selfish because it would feel so fuckin’ good for me. Be good to me. Hot damn. “So… you’re on it now?”“Yeah. From Facebook to fiction, here it is. The start of a new year. I hit rock bottom, lost job, wiped out my cash, got kicked out of my apartment, my Mom and relatives got money to get me into rehab for 4 weeks and then I had to stay at Mom’s, then I got this new job up here in Worcester thanks to my Aunt Linda who pulled some strings to help me get another chance. In an unexpected way.I don’t know what possessed me to get on Facebook and dump my inner thoughts out to the world that night.
