From Rachel’s Diary
From Rachel’s Diary:
Short one tonight.
Work was chaos. Three shoots, one reschedule, René deciding at the last minute we needed to cross the river because “the light is wrong.” The light was not wrong. René just felt like moving. Saw that model again. She’s a fun kind of mystery
I finally made the appointment at the clinic.
Birth control. The doctor talked for twenty minutes about options and side effects and hormones like she was describing menu items. I picked one that might stop my periods entirely. That felt like cheating somehow. Like removing a monthly reminder that I’m human.
Dominic seemed happy when I told him.
Not weird happy. Just… relieved.
I like that I did something to make him smile. Yes, I’m the weird one. I know.