“Dead to Me”

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This chapter is for Club members only. You’ve found the part of the story most people never get to read. Join the Club

This chapter is for Club members only. You’ve found the part of the story most people never get to read. Join the Club

At first, it was exactly what it pretended to be. A sterile, professional exchange conducted in the stark, unforgiving light of a computer screen.  He sent the resume. I thanked him, my reply a carefully crafted masterpiece of formal gratitude. He sent interview tips, bullet points about the STAR method and the importance of researching…

It was my last year at university, which meant everyone was pretending not to be terrified. People called it freedom, but mostly it looked like cheap wine in plastic cups, weak lighting that made everyone look either sick or sinister, and conversations about internships spoken in fake-casual voices that cracked with desperation.  I went because…

October 18, 2023. 10:13 a.m. I know the exact time because grief is rude like that. It doesn’t just ruin your life. It becomes organized. Precise. It labels boxes and brands moments into your skin.  10:13 a.m. was the time they fixed for Andrew P.’s death. Not the time I found out. Not the time…

Let’s get one thing straight right out of the gate, because the title is going to piss some of you off, and I’d rather deal with that now than let it fester.  This isn’t a story about betrayal. There’s no backstabbing, no cheating, no dramatic “how could you?” moment in the rain. If that’s what…