I have not been able to eat. I am so afraid of everything.
There would be a safety, a security, in being John's wife. Perhaps men, married men, would not bother me. I cannot tell the family how worried I am about D's attitude toward me. This afternoon would have been a thrill to some girls but to me it was not.
I want John. I wonder if he has turned me down when he needs me the most.
Bessie gave me a teddy that was to be a shower gift and a perfumed manicure set that was to be a going away gift. I am so nervous. I feel nauseated.