November 6, 2023

This diary entry is part 5 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 29 - November 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

Silly Billy LIly!!! Remember that?  I’m still a silly billy… I guess.  But I’m an older silly billy.  Or something like that.

It’s funny, isn’t it.  How things are sometimes.  I was thinking about Crystal and her guitar and how we’re all kind of banding together to support her… and how awful it is that Crystal feels the need to be so driven in the first place.  But is it really all that different for any of us?  I mean, why do any of us do the stuff we do?  Sometimes it’s because it’s fun, but sometimes it’s because we don’t know how to do anything else, and sometimes it’s out of self-interest or even desperation.  I don’t even know if Crystal likes the guitar.  I know she’s learning it, and she’s driven to learn it, and she has reasons to learn it, but does she like it?  I don’t know.  She’s never told me.  I’m not sure she knows, herself.

It’s not a bad skill to have, don’t get me wrong.  Even if she doesn’t really like it, it won’t hurt for her to know how to play it, and to have a little background in music that she didn’t before…  but if she’s doing it out of desperation I don’t know how much it’ll take.

I don’t know if it’s really desperation, but I don’t really know what else to call it.  It sure sounds like desperation to me.

So I’m actually not even sure how long our little band is going to last.

Maybe she’ll grow to like it, though, even if she doesn’t.  Music does have a way of growing on you, even if you sometimes don’t like the particular instrument you choose.  People don’t like one type of music or other, but I’ve never heard of anyone – not anyone, not one person, who hates music completely.  How could they?  How is it possible to completely hate all forms of music?  That’s not how we’re wired.  So maybe it’s that Crystal doesn’t like the guitar, but maybe would like something else.  Or…. maybe she really does like the guitar.  Or maybe just the idea of being in a band.

I dunno.  I’m not her therapist.  Thankfully.  I love the girl but she’s too much for me, in that way, anyway.

Personally, it’s going to be a while, but I’m this weird combination of looking forward to, and absolutely dreading, getting up on a stage (no matter how small) with nothing but bandmates and a set of drums.  It’s funny.  I don’t really get nervous when playing piano.  Even if it’s in front of a large auditorium with a full orchestra.  I mean, a little nervous, but it’s just something I do, I guess.  But…  sitting behind a drum set?  I think I’d be nervous.

But I’m still practicing.  She’s my sister.  I promised her something.  I keep my promises.  I didn’t promise her forever, but when she’s ready to play, I’ll be there with drumsticks and black lipstick and a little dorito sticking out of my head and…  well… you know what I mean.  I keep my promises.  I always keep my promises.

And of all of us… well…  I really am the most accomplished musician.  Liz might be better.  But…  she didn’t play a concerto.  Yet, anyway.  I’m hearing rumors for next spring that there might be a Tchaikovsky violin concerto in her future.  It’d be so fun to do a double feature with her.

Anyway…

Love you all!!! ❤️

November 5, 2023

This diary entry is part 4 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 29 - November 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

I do like Sundays…  most of the time, anyway.

Jack and I spent the day together.  We don’t date as often as we’d like, but we both were free today, so we went out!!!  It was a lot of fun.  We got some frozen yogurt and he bought me some chocolate.  Of course, it wouldn’t be a fun date if there wasn’t chocolate involved somehow.  He was stuck with babysitting duties today (well, it’s Grace, so “stuck” isn’t quite the right word – everyone loves Grace) so we took her with us.  I mean, it’s nice to spend time alone with him, but I like spending it with him and Grace too.  It feels a little like we’re a little family, and it’s a nice thought. Maybe someday I’ll have a little girl with him.

But who knows… life has been throwing me a lot of sucker punches lately.

Not a whole lot else interesting happened.  It was a pretty nice day.  The family went to church and I didn’t.  Yeah, we won’t say any more about that.  I do miss the chocolate pancakes, but it’s the principle of the thing…

Some days are more interesting than others… some days are boring.  Today was a boring one.  But hey.  Can’t all be winners.

We talked a bit about the trip with Liz’s family.  He’s looking forward to it.  So am I.

Love you all!!! ❤️

November 4, 2023

This diary entry is part 3 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 29 - November 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

The girls were over last night, and we spent all night talking and doing all the stuff we do when the girls are over!!!  It was so much fun, but I didn’t get a chance to write.  Rebecca and her friends were on zoom, and so were Ai and the Aidols…  we had a full house!!!  We were all playing games at our respective houses.  Rebecca made a couple of new friends that she had over too, so we all had fun chatting and stuff.  They’re all boy-crazy, but that’s Rebecca for you.

Crystal showed off her, well, “chops”.  Or lack thereof.  But she’s still better than pretty much everyone but Yuki… and surprisingly Britni… everyone was impressed.  She was preening under the attention, so I took her aside and said “don’t get a big head – you have a lot of work to do.”  She deflated a little but seemed to appreciate the reality check.  Music is one of those things you can’t fake.  You either get it right or you don’t.  You can talk a big game all you want, but the minute you start strumming, you can’t really fake it.

She is making a surprising amount of progress, though, for the few days she’s been practicing.  I guess three hours a day really does have results.

I can get away with that because I actually do have the chops and proved it in front of an auditorium full of people, one of which was her.  She knows I’m not faking it.

Today we all went shopping – Yuki, Liz, and I needed to get stuff for our trip, and everyone else wanted to tag along.  I imagine a gaggle of girls in a sporting goods store must have been annoying, but oh well!  We are what we are!!  We got some sleeping bags, other stuff for camping, some provisions… you know, all the needed stuff.  Liz and her parents will make a separate trip, too, for stuff we didn’t get.

We went to the mall food court after and pigged out, so everyone got something out of it!!!

Oh, I said earlier that Jack and I never woke up together.  That’s not exactly true.  One night when I was visiting him in Ohio we got carried away and I fell asleep in his arms.  His mother caught us.  That was so embarrassing!!!  Especially because I wasn’t, umm…  fully dressed.  Yeah, the floppy bits were all hanging out!!!  But…  that’s all we did.  Everything that really matters was still covered.  Thankfully.  His mother might have killed me.

As long as she got him too, I guess we would have deserved it.  Oh well.

You know I was just thinking, we haven’t gone to the waterpark in a long time!  I still love the waterpark, but everything’s just been so busy.  Is this what it’s like to be an adult?  Sometimes I don’t like that very much.

Anyway, time for bed.  I wonder sometimes if people think our girl-piles are weird.  It seems a lot of girls don’t do that.  Rebecca doesn’t, for example.  She has that big indoor tent that they all had sleepovers in, but the whole piling together on the bed and sleeping in a tangle of arms and legs and occasionally other parts doesn’t seem to be all that typical.  I don’t know when we started doing it.  I think…  I just didn’t want to be alone, and neither did Beth and Liz, and it just kind of grew from there.  It’s always been innocent…  but it’s so nice to wake up in a warm pile of softly breathing girl.  It’s like everything’s right in the world…

Well, until one squirms around and plants her rear in your face without realizing it.  You silly-billy boys might be jealous… but believe me.  There’s nothing to be jealous about.  Ewww.

I love my sisters.  Maybe that’s just one way to show it.

Love you all!!! ❤️

November 2, 2023

This diary entry is part 2 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 29 - November 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

Yuki is coming with Liz’s family and I!!!

I didn’t ask.  It wouldn’t have been appropriate.  It was Liz’s idea.  She said Yuki should see what our country has to offer, and if that means taking an extra person along, she’s fine with that.  Besides, her family is curious about Yuki.  They’re Chinese, and don’t know a lot about Japanese people, except for… well, we don’t talk about that.  They don’t hold a grudge, but they think it’d be good to get to know an actual Japanese person instead of just thinking the worst because of… well, we still don’t talk about that.  Let’s just say the Chinese and Japanese… well… they don’t get along well sometimes.

Besides, Liz likes her.  They’re not best friends like we are, but she respects Yuki for all the stuff she’s done in her life.  She says “Japanese people did some awful stuff, but she wasn’t born then, so…  why hold it against her?”

That’s why I love Liz.

Yuki’s really excited.  She has no idea what to bring on a trip like that!  I promised to take her shopping.  I have to go shopping myself.  I don’t even have a sleeping bag!

I don’t know if I’ll have cell service there, so…  I might just have to not write until I get back.  We’ll see.  Aww.

And it’s not long!!!

Beth’s a little jealous, but Sabby told her that she’ll get all the turkey and trimmings, and I’ll be eating bugs.  Beth seemed a little mollified by that… the little…  GRRRR.  I won’t be eating bugs.  But Beth doesn’t have to know that.

When Beth gets jealous she turns awful.

Oh well.  That’s Beth.

The drum set arrived, and Dave helped me set it up in the garage.  I kind of stink at it.  It’s not that I can’t keep up a ryhthm – of course I can.  But getting my feet to work at the same time as my hands is a little different than the piano.  Dave told me I can only practice for an hour a day, because otherwise the neighbors will start complaining.  That’s fine.  It shouldn’t be a problem.  Crystal still has a long way to go anyway.

David wants to play on it too.  I told him fine, but if he damages it, I’ll take it out of his hide.  I said it with my most evil grin, and reminded him of what I did to Beth a couple of years ago when she honked my floppy bits.  He had the decency to gulp, anyway.  If you don’t remember, I slung her over my shoulder, then made her and Crystal wash my car.  David…  I’ll probably just sneak onto his game console and delete all of his saved games.  I told him that, too.  Right to his face.

“You wouldn’t”, he said.

“Watch me,” I said.

He has been pretty careful with it.  Thankfully.  Just because I have a little money doesn’t mean I’m going to spend it on stupid stuff like fixing stuff David broke.  That’s for college.

Speaking of a little money, I took the distribution when my trust fund matured and put it into a better investment managed by an actual fiduciary.  It’s not doing great but I feel better knowing that I have some control over it.  Once bitten, twice shy, you know.  I’m not getting much out of the business right now, it’s all getting reinvested, but it’s making a pretty good profit so it’s all working out.  I’m not in any danger of losing everything.  I haven’t lost too much since I found out about it, but it hasn’t gained a whole lot either.  I actually took a significant chunk and put it in a high yield savings account (I get 4%), and am taking out the interest and adding that to my investments.  Dave taught me that little trick.  Free money is free money!!!

Oh well.  That’s all boring stuff.

Jack and I are going out again soon.  We’re both so busy we don’t go out as much as we want, but… we make it work.  Oh did I mention he’s going with us too?  He’s Liz’s cousin, of course he is!!!  Just like Orlando a couple of years ago.

Maybe they’ll let us share a sleeping bag.  But I wouldn’t blame them if they didn’t.  But we’ve proven we can be responsible!  Well… ummm… mostly.  BLUSH.  I’d love to wake up in his arms, though.  We’ve done a lot together.  Never that.

Love you all!!! ❤️

November 1, 2023

This diary entry is part 1 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 29 - November 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

It’s November!!!  Can you believe it??  Thanksgiving is coming up, and my trip with Liz’s family too!!!  I’m kind of looking forward to it.  I don’t spend enough time with Liz.

I asked Sabby if Yuki could come to Thanksgiving, even if I’m not there.  She said sure, so Yuki has a place to go.  I mean, I’m sure her host family wouldn’t mind, but Sabby cooks really well.  Maybe her host family can come too.  I’ll ask Sabby what she thinks.

I asked Yuki what her host family thinks of all the time she spends with us.  She said that they’re a bit on the older side and they get along alright, but they’re happy she’s getting out and getting to know more American people.  She’s pretty happy she gets to scratch her idol-ish itch without being mobbed.  I guess everyone’s happy.

Oh, speaking of idol, she had her first actual visitor from Japan.  I guess someone came down to see her.  They did the right thing and asked first, so she was able to come down and say hi.  We made some Yuki merch and told the Japanese person that they would have to buy a piece of merch to see her, and he did it gladly. That’s what idols do in Japan pretty much, anyway.  We give Yuki a sizable chunk of the profits when that happens.  It’s not a lot because she’s not selling a whole lot, but it’s the thought that counts, and it buys her one of her favorite drinks every now and then, anyway.

I know it might seem like we’re taking advantage, but Yuki’s completely fine with it, and is even a bit grateful.  Making people pay to see her means that people that actually want to take advantage, have a bit harder time.  And it’s not too expensive, anyway.

In fact, their experience is better, because they get her all to themselves for a few minutes.  At Japanese handshake events, you get about thirty seconds and a fake smile.  Here, Yuki actually gets to spend about fifteen minutes, and gets to know them a little bit.  She likes that, it doesn’t feel quite as parasocial.  She really does like her fans, it’s just that being an idol means she has to keep them at arm’s length.  She doesn’t have to do that quite so much now.

And if she wants to, she can just walk out.  That’s part of the rules.

She actually traded contact info with her fan, and they’re talking on X now.  That’s pretty cool.  It’s not like she’s going to marry him or anything, he went back to Japan, but it makes her happy to be able to actually connect with a fan instead of just fake smiling and having someone herd them through a line.

And besides, the “maids” can take up the slack.  Cat-girl has taken to feeding customers while making a cutesy voice.  It’s… a bit disgusting, if I’m being honest, but they eat it up.  In more ways than one.  I told cat-girl that’s fine if she wants to do that, but we’re not advertising it, we’re not requiring it, costumes stay completely on at all times, and if someone gets out of line we’re yeeting them.  She actually seemed grateful.  We even put up a sign, that says something to the effect of, “We sell pastries and have beautiful women to serve them to you.  If they like you, you might get a little kawaii special treatment, but that’s at their discretion, and if you demand it you get yeeted” or something like that, along with another disclaimer that we are a maid cafe/pastry shop, NOT a house of ill repute, and to behave accordingly.

Shame we have to say that.

Sabby isn’t all that comfortable with it, but as with everything cat-girl does, it makes for very loyal customers and brings in a metric boat-load of money.  But we still have to, erm… keep her on a tight leash.

Dang it, she probably wouldn’t mind if that were a literal statement.

Oh, I didn’t tell you what they did for Halloween.  I’m glad I wasn’t there, I probably would have been hella embarrassed.  Awww.  Let’s just say Sabby relaxed all restrictions for one night and told them that as long as they didn’t expose anything that would get us in legal trouble, they could wear what they wanted.  And apparently cat-girl raided an… umm…. adult novelty shop…  and took Sabby’s restriction of “don’t expose anything that would get us in legal trouble”… umm…  literally.

We… ummm… did a lot of business…  mostly by word of mouth.  People on their phones outside saying “You’re not going to believe what I just saw…”

I think Sabby’s going to be a little more specific next year.  Cat-girl is so much like grabbing a dog by the ears…  you don’t dare let go…

The others were a bit more…  cutesy.  Cat-girl is in a league of her own…

Anyway…

Guess I should walk the dog, do some hair brushing, and to go bed.  Yuki has such nice thick black hair.

Love you all!!! ❤️

October 31, 2023

This diary entry is part 25 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 28 - October 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

Halloween is over.

I didn’t do much for it, as I said.  Truthfully, I know the supernatural exists, and it’s scary enough without adding cartoonish things like creaky castles and bats.  I mean, I was directly touched by it. Several times.  Right?

Oh well.

Kids running around in their little costumes though.  I can’t decide if it’s cute or annoying.

Aaaaaanyway…

Otherwise it was a pretty quiet day.  Not as cold, but still a bit nippy.  Fall is here!!!  Yay?  Or awww?  I can’t decide.

Crystal is now practicing only three hours a day.  That’s a lot but it’s not unmanageable, and good for her for sticking with it, I guess.  She’s a little wild and a lot damaged, but she’s a good girl.  That’s why we’re all supporting her.

Ummm… oh no.  Do I have to dress like a rocker???  I like girly outfits!  Not leather and black lipstick…

Jack might like it though…

Well…  I don’t have much to talk about tonight.  Just the normal stuff, or as normal as it gets for me.

Love you all!!! ❤️

October 30, 2023

This diary entry is part 24 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 28 - October 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

It’s Halloween Eve!!!

And, well…  I didn’t really do anything interesting.  Halloween isn’t really interesting to me.  Some kids did come knocking, though, and Sabby gave them some candy.

I just sat in my room and did sit-in-my-room stuff.

Yuki wants in on the band action.  She does have some experience on guitar, so I asked Diana if she wanted to give her position up to Yuki.  Frankly, she kind of sighed with relief and said Yuki could have it.  So…  I guess right now it’s Crystal, me, Beth, and Yuki.  Crystal’s actually happy.  Yuki would give the band a bit of celebrity cred, though she’d have never asked on her own.

I guess I made it absolutely clear how I felt about people trying to capitalize on Yuki’s fame.

This all makes the band really fragile, though.  Two of us that will be leaving eventually.  But beggars can’t be choosers.

We’re not upset at Crystal or anything.  If we felt that strongly about it, well, we wouldn’t.  It’s just not our favorite thing and we don’t have time.

Anyway.  Enough on that topic.  I’ll start annoying the neighbors when the drum kit arrives.  I’ve never actually even hit a drum before, so this should be… ummm… interesting.  We… do need to find Yuki a guitar though.

Oh, speaking of Yuki, she heard back.  She can use her old songs!!! But we had to pay a license fee.  It wasn’t too much, and it’s worth it to not have to write out own stuff.  She’s really happy about that too.

Life goes on, I suppose.

Love you all!!! ❤️

October 29, 2023

This diary entry is part 23 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 28 - October 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

And… sigh.

So the girls and I (except for Crystal, and you’ll see why) had an emergency meeting today.  After my talk with Crystal last week, I…  felt really bad for her.  I don’t like how she’s practicing herself almost literally to death, and we need to get a handle on that.  But we can’t do it from the outside.  She has very legitimate reasons (to her) for wanting to get so good at the guitar so quickly.

So… and DANG IT ALL, we’re all forming a band.

Truthfully, none of us except for Crystal really want to.  I have my hands full with the piano, I don’t want to learn another instrument.  And the other girls don’t really have enough time to put into it.  But dang it, she’s our sister.  We have to support her.  And it’s going to be easier to support her if we’re in with her.

So…  Dave ordered a drumset for me.  And Beth’s going to sing and play rhythm guitar, or something.  Bass…  well, we haven’t really decided yet, but Diana said she’s been meaning to play an instrument, so… well…  I guess we’re doing this.

I’m not the keenest on the drums, but I play piano, and could professionally someday.  I don’t want to hurt my fingers.  And I guess it’d be great to have something to take my frustrations out on.  I guess.  I could play keyboard too, and probably will at some point, but right now it’s just basic stuff.

We haven’t thought of a band name, and it doesn’t really matter, because it’ll be months before we’re good enough to actually do anything.  And in the meantime, we need to keep an eye out for another drummer, because I’m going off to college in a year and not even Crystal is gonna get in the way of that.  But… maybe Jack’s willing to learn.  I’ll ask him next time we see each other… probably in a few days.

But I did tell Crystal this afternoon and poor girl started bawling again.  But this time because she was happy.

I told her, though, that in exchange, she’d better get the practicing down to a level that won’t kill her.  She agreed.  I also told her that we’re putting significant time, effort, and money into helping her with her dream, so she’d better dang well mean it and not back out.

I guess that’s what they mean by “taking one for the team”.

Shikataganai.

Let’s be clear – this isn’t going to be one of those stories where a bunch of girls get together and form a band because they love the music or want girl power or anything like that.  One of us has a dream, and the rest of us are going to help make it happen.  That’s it.  We’re probably going to bow out when we get the first opportunity – and that’s not news to Crystal.  She knows where our minds are.  But who knows.  Beth did seem oddly excited to be singing for real.

Anyway, enough of that.  You probably won’t hear much more about that for a while.

I might get Beth a purple wig and a tracksuit, though.  Haha!!!

Otherwise… it got cold today.  Very cold.  That’s Texas for you.  It can’t decide whether to roast or freeze you.  But at least we got a week or two of the really nice temperatures.

Love you all!!! ❤️

October 28, 2023

This diary entry is part 22 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 28 - October 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

The girls are over tonight.  Crystal left her guitar home.  I mean, I normally wouldn’t mind her bringing it, but her fingers are hurting, and she needs to spend some quality time with her sisters.  Not always with her guitar.

I don’t really know what to do for Crystal.  Maybe there’s nothing I can do.  Maybe I’ve done all I can.  Is it enough?  I don’t know.  I don’t know anything.

But, we’re about to make a pile.  And we’re all going to give her extra special cuddles.

That’s all we can do, I guess.

We went to the mall today and I bought her a really big plush.  I mean the kind that you can hug like a real person.  She didn’t know I was doing it until I gave it to her.  She almost started crying all over again.

Now we’re full of chocolate and pizza.  Saturday nights are the best!!!

We’re still trying to figure out when to make a road trip to Dallas.  Rebecca is still unpacking.  Guess they have a lot of stuff.

You know… I’m thinking.  Maybe there is something we can do.

Love you all!!! ❤️

October 27, 2023

This diary entry is part 21 of 25 in Lily's diary dated 28 - October 2023

Hi! It’s me! Lily!!!

So… ummm….  I found out what’s going on with Crystal.

It’s never what it seems, is it, with people?

Crystal has spent the past few days basically practicing her fingers raw – literally.  She’s got bandages on them and she’s still playing through it.  I went over to her house last night – her parents are worried about her and she’s not talking to them about it.  They thought maybe she’d talk to me about it.

It’s sad that they’re right about those things.

She was practicing when I went into her room, and she didn’t even notice I was there.  Her room was a little more messy than usual and she… was a little unkempt. Aww.

“Crystal?”, I said, softly.  She didn’t even notice.  “Crystal?”, I said louder.  “CRYSTAL!”  And she jumped so hard she fell off her bed.  The guitar made an awful noise as she barely saved it from a clangy fate.

“Lily?  What are you doing here?”, she asked as she picked herself up and got back on her bed.

I looked at her fingers.  They looked painful.  “Those look like they hurt.”

She shrugged and went back to practicing.

‘Crystal, you can take a break and talk to me.”  I sat down next to her.

“Why are you worried about me?  You’re a pianist. You know how to play.  You know how much practice you need.”  strum

I reached over and turned off her amp.

She wasn’t happy with that.  “Leave that alone,” she said somewhat angrily.

“Are you going to let me answer your question?”

She sighed.  “Fine.”

“We’re worried about you because this isn’t healthy.  We all support you wanting to learn to play, but you’re being really obsessive about it.  You’re…” I peered at her.  “Have you been taking care of yourself?”

“You’re not my mother.”

“No, but I’m your sister.  Or have you forgotten that being a sister means something to me?”

She looked down and was quiet for a bit.  “You don’t know what it’s like,” she said quietly.

“What what’s like?”, I asked.  I had a sneaking feeling about how this was going to go.

“What it’s like”, she said.  “What it feels like to be homeless.  What it feels like to…  be…”  She trailed off.  “What it feels like to be in love with someone who is only using you.  What it…”  She sniffled.  “What if that happens again?  I don’t have anything,” she said sadly.  “I didn’t have anything then, and I don’t have anything now.  You remember that anime you showed me?  With the pink haired girl?  Who was really good at guitar?”

“Bocchi?”

“Yeah, her.  The guitar was all she had, and she knew it.  Remember that scene at the after party?  Where those guys were talking about his cheating wife and she had a meltdown thinking about how her life would be if she didn’t have guitar?”

I nodded.

She was quiet, but I could see her chest heaving.

“I don’t even have that,” she said.  “All I’ve… all I’ve got is my body, and even that’s… even that’s…”  She choked out a sob.  “Ruined…”

I reached out and held her to me, and let her bawl, and she was bawling so hard.  I hate seeing my sisters that way.  But I understood, I think.  Well, no,  I didn’t.  But…  maybe I did.  A little.

“So you want… to be special.”

She shook her head.  “I want to be…  safe,” she said.  “I’m not safe. I haven’t been safe since… since…” She started bawling again. You know how someone tries to hold it in and it just comes out anyway and their face screws up and they just start sobbing?

Awww.

She was trying to learn how to do something useful so she’d have something to fall back on if the crap hit the fan again.

What could I say?  There wasn’t anything I could say.  Nothing at all.  Because…  she wasn’t wrong.  I mean, she was, but she wasn’t.  She had every right to feel that way.  I mean…  everyone let her down, right?

Finally the sobs turned into hiccups, then sniffles, then she just kind of sighed and fell asleep.  Right against my chest.

I moved her under the covers, kissed her forehead, then turned out the lights.

Then I went downstairs to talk to her parents.

I didn’t say much.  What could I say?  All I said was “She doesn’t feel secure.  She’s trying to learn a skill so if things go bad again she has something to fall back on.”  I paused.  Should I say it? “She feels like all she has to offer is her body, and even that’s ruined.”  I paused.  “She thinks if she learns the guitar if she ends up homeless again at least she knows how to do something that will make money.”  I paused again, and shrugged.  “She just spent fifteen minutes crying while I held her.”

Her parents kind of recoiled, like they were struck.  Her mother started sobbing.  “Why couldn’t she tell us?”

I shrugged.  What could I say to that?  That she probably blamed them for a lot of the stuff that’s happened to her?  That she probably feels like the rug could be pulled out from her at any time?  That she feels like she has no value to anyone unless she has something to offer them?

I settled for a shrug.  There’s only so much you can twist the knife.  “You’ll have to ask her,” I said, with probably a little more bite to my voice than I’d intended.  “But it doesn’t seem too hard to figure it out.  She’s asleep upstairs.”

Her parents are nice enough people.  I don’t hate them.  I know they were trying their best.

But I just put a girl who’d spent fifteen minutes crying her eyes out to bed.  I wasn’t feeling very charitable.

I let myself out.  I didn’t even say goodbye.  Her mother started sobbing again, and I just…  left.

And that’s why I didn’t post last night.

I came home and I did the same to Sabby.  Cried my eyes out against her chest, I mean.

The world is so unfair sometimes.  And it seems like Crystal gets a double share sometimes.

I’m not depressed, not really.  I’m just sad.  Crystal hurts so much, and there’s so little I can do, except let her cry on my chest, listen when she needs me to, and hope her parents can pull their heads out of…  ummm…

okay.  I should shut up.

I did talk to Crystal today.  She thanked me for listening.  I told her it’s okay to practice and it’s even okay to practice hard, but that we love her for exactly who she is and she needs to take care of herself as well.  Apparently her parents had a very long talk with her this morning before school.  And…  during school, because they signed her out and took her on a family day.  Lucky Dave’s his boss, he knows what’s going on and is all about family.  And he knows Crystal too.  Dave’s not very big on emotional stuff but he can be a softy if needed.

Some wounds run really deep.  And I don’t blame her for holding grudges.  Even though I hope she can get past it someday.

I also sent her parents a quick apology.  I don’t regret anything I said.  But…  I wasn’t in a good place for that kind of conversation.  It’s to their credit that they understood.  They thanked me for what I did, anyway.  It wasn’t much.  But it was something.  They do care about her.  They do love her.  They also…  hurt her.  Very, very deeply.

Sometimes, I guess, healing has to take place at its own pace.

Love you all!!! ❤️