Re: Today
From: CYang
To: OHunt
Owen,
I didn't see your email until after I got home from my shift.
I'm glad you talked to Derek about getting help with your nightmares. But I'm not sure I understand; do the nightmares stem from some sort of brain injury? How exactly can Derek help?
It's not that I'm afraid to be with you. I know you would never try to hurt me. But right now, when you're sleeping, you're not You. You have no idea what you looked like when it was happening—it wasn't You. Your eyes looked so empty and dead inside. Whoever that person is, I can't trust him. He's not you, but he's inside of you.
You haven't ruined everything. I know you. I know who you are. But until I know I'm not going to see whatever that was again, I won't feel safe. I'm sorry to say it, but there it is. I thought I could handle whatever this is, but I can't. And I'm sorry I made you think I could. I'm not a weak person, and I should be able to deal with this, but I can't.
Please let me know what Derek says.
Cristina