August 20, 2003
Entry 20: One of my saddest days was Christmas Eve, 1997. I had my heart broken earlier Christmas Eve day, and was devastated. I could not understand what would make a person dump you on December 24? I just remembered wanting someone to hold me, and my entire soul being on fire. It felt as if I were locked deep inside a dark, dank tunnel, and I was simply overwhelmed in shock and disbelief. I watched the Pope say Midnight Mass in Rome, and cried. By New Years Eve, I was sick, and unable to work for three days. Broken.