I couldn’t look at her. I kept having to look away. I couldn’t make eye contact with my
mom. I think I was scared that if actually looked at her, I would- cause I was in my own
little world. And I was afraid if I looked at her, I would feel that disappointment …And I
would feel that fear that she has and I would come back to reality. And I was finally in that
place where I – like I didn’t have to worry about anything