Maggie

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@FixinMyFuckUp — child, and clearly annoyed I wasn’t listening the first go around. I nodded once I fully understood. Only then allowing myself to look back up with tears eyes. “Thank you, detective. For reinvestigating this for me.”

@FixinMyFuckUp — all of this my clinical were at all random hours and I was exhausted. “Sorry, I haven’t been sleeping and with work, school...” Drifting off I looked down at my lap, listening again as he explained it all to me. More slowly, like I was a —

@ReprisalPsyche *I ran a hand over my head as I sat at my desk across from Jane. My case had seemed open and shut when we first arrived at the crime scene until one of the older detectives came to us that night to tell us the truth. This murder matched >

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— down the highway to meet another face. Not exactly ready to reply the horror in my mind. [ — @FixinMyFuckUp — ]

— guess. When really the last thing I wanted to do was talk to yet another person who had zero leads and no clue how to help me besides the typical “you might want to see a professional about the shock.” Idiots. But here I was thirty minutes later heading —

I hadn’t slept in what seemed liked forever since her death. Each day I would rise and go about my normal routine. Shower, brush my teeth, wipe the fog from the mirror as I put on my makeup. Blue scrubs were my norm, so on they would go with the crisp —