I had my typical meal for lunch, which, if thou wish to know, consists of a turkey or ham and cheese sandwich, a yogurt of some flavor, a banana or other fruit, and some cookies—for everyone must have something sweet to lighten their day.

During this time I also exchanged messages with a friend, or perhaps more than a friend. I am not truly certain. We ought to address that matter, yet we all fear the outcome, and so it remaineth unresolved.

Anyhow, after taking my sustenance, I had a short call with one of my partners, and the end of that call is the reason I write this entry.

Thou see, the parental figures in this person’s life are… not very parental, but rather controlling and narcissistic in nature. The whole reason we ended the call so early was because one of these figures arrived, and to avoid provoking anger, my partner may not be on the phone in their presence.

I received a slight scolding for this, as I happened to be on speaker when I said something to the effect of:

“Alright… I’ll see you later. Best go serve Mr… Everything is about me.”

Perhaps I should not have said this, yet in the same vein, the person was not present in the room, and it is difficult to keep one’s tongue still when one witnesseth injustice again and again.

Upon reflection, it may have been less a scolding and more a warning. Still, I feel as though I have done wrong, even though I know it is right to speak against those who behave in such a manner.