After Lucy's phone call with Doctor Julia, she picked up her journal and sat on the bed.
She wrote out the word tolerance on her journal and bit her lower lip as she kept pondering on it.
She liked to believe that she was very tolerant of other people's choices as long as their choices didn't interfere with her boundaries.
Was she perhaps not tolerant enough? She mused and glanced at her phone when it vibrated with an Instagram message notification.
She was surprised to see that the message was from Kimberly, so she clicked on it immediately to see what it was.
[I know you must think all sorts of things of me, and I'm sorry to barge in your dm this way again after what I did. But I'm desperately in need of a friend, and you're the only one I can think of. Please, can I talk to you?]
Lucy's eyes teared up as she read the message and without thinking about it she clicked on the call icon.
