Jeremy was speechless.
I took a deep breath. "Seeing you guys together like that, happy, it makes me a little jealous. I want the same thing."
"I thought you were okay with it. You have the Atkins." He said.
I nodded. "I do have the Atkins. Now. I thought I could brush it off, but you got so many years with them." I looked him in the eye. "I'm jealous that they took you away. You didn't have to worry where your next meal was going to come from. Or worry if today was going to be a bad day, just because that woman was slightly sober. You had people you could talk to. A family after dad's death. Me? I legitimately almost died."
"So what am I supposed to do?" Jeremy was distressed. "Just let you guys keep ignoring one another?"
I looked to Dr. Moore. He would know better than me.
