Author: Harry

It’s Thursday again. Under normal circumstances, that wouldn’t mean much, but now it feels like a milestone. I keep checking…

I don’t sleep much anymore. It’s not that I’m scared of what’s prowling around outside my window—though that’s part of…

People keep messaging me to ask if I’m ‘okay.’ I honestly don’t know what that word is supposed to mean…

This is Harry, Charlie’s brother. I didn’t plan to write here, and I certainly don’t want to be part of…