Kirsten Cohen sighed, watching her father leave her office. He frustrated her so much, it wasn't funny anymore. Come to think of it, she didn't even know what he had been yelling at her for. She had completely tuned out. She was immune to it now.

"Kirsten" Julie's voice said in a high pitched squeal.

"Yes Julie"

"I'm not going to be able to make it to the lunch meeting. Can you reschedule it for me? Thanks, that'd be great."

And with that, she turned and exited the room as quickly as she had entered it.

Without even being aware of what she was doing, Kirsten brushed her arm across her desk, knocking everything to the ground, including her glass of water. The glass shattered on the floor, but she didn't even flinch. Instead she just looked at it. She didn't know what was going on with her lately. Everybody and everything irritated her, she had theses sudden angry bursts, and she felt so tired all the time. Her thoughts were interrupted by Sandy happily entering the room.

"Hi honey. Thought I'd stop in for lunch."

He walked towards her, then stopped, looking at the mess and broken glass all over the floor.

"Whoa what happened here?" he said smiling at his wife.

"Oh you know, just me being clumsy as usual."

"Well that's true…you are clumsy" he said, leaning into kiss her.

"Um, actually I'm really busy Sandy. I think Dad will have a fit if I go to lunch."

"Ah Cal not in a good mood today?" he smirked.

"You could say that" she muttered getting up.

"Ok, well I'll just see you at home tonight then. Do you need some help cleaning up?"

"No no, it's fine."

"Ok, bye" he said leaving the office.

She let out a long breath, hating herself for lying to Sandy like that.

When Kirsten got home that night, Sandy wasn't home yet. She went straight to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of wine from it. She opened the bottle, grabbing a glass from the cupboard. She poured half a glass, and skulled it quickly. She then poured a full glass, and walked outside with it. She looked into the pool house, but the boys weren't home either. Now she thought about it, they had said something about going somewhere…

She sat on one of the chairs outside. It was a lovely night, and the night sky was reflecting on the pool. It was then that Kirsten realized that she had everything she could ever have wanted. A loving husband, 2 great kids, a good job, a beautiful house…so why did she still feel like something was missing? She couldn't seem to shake away this feeling of emptiness that had come over her recently. Every day seemed to get harder and harder, to the point that she didn't know what she was doing anymore. She was doing strange things, and her thoughts were also becoming a little out of the ordinary.

She reached inside her jacket pocket, pulling out a chunk of the glass she had broken earlier. For some reason she had kept it. Actually, she knew why, she just hoped that she wouldn't go through with it. She hadn't done it in so long, probably not since she was a teenager. She knew that once she started, there was no going back. She remembered what a mess it had made of her life back then, but she also remembered the relief it used to give her. There was no other feeling like it, and she longed to experience that feeling again. She knew that she was older now, and that she should know that it was a stupid thing to do. She knew that she had a family, and that it was going to be even harder to hide it from them than it was when she was a teenager. She knew all of this, and yet, something was still there dragging her back in.

She pushed up her jacket sleeve, moving her bracelets to reveal her wrist. She took the piece of glass, and pushed it into her skin. She dragged it across a little, and then stared as the blood began gushing out. Her hand began to shake as she realized what she had just gotten herself back into.