My best friend, Drew, the person I spent every summer day through high school with, the person I picked up on my way to school each morning, the person with whom I discovered my love for cinema, the person who’s been there for me no matter the circumstance, has sent me so many texts using words like abandoned and erased that I’ve had to block his number. I wonder, Can I live this way, compartmentalizing myself to fit an irreconcilable duality?
