April 13, 2025

Dear death,

I saw the man again. This time I think he was hiding behind the tree, and I’m positive he was spying on me. Why’d anyone want to spy on me?

I was so shocked I called Jeff. He had just arrived from work and was resting in the living room. But when he came upstairs, the man was gone, and I didn’t know what to tell him. I asked him if he had been seeing any unfamiliar person in the neighborhood, and he said he hadn’t.

He looked at me as though I were a stranger. When he asked me what triggered my question, I told him nothing because I knew he wouldn’t believe me. He’d think that I imagined him. And with no proof, there was no way I’d have won. He didn’t believe me because the next morning, after my session with Dr. Hassan, he prescribed me a med. He said it was going to help me stay focused.

I didn’t buy his bullshit. He meant to say it was going to stop my hallucinations. I knew quickly Jeff had told him about yesternight’s incident. I wonder why he’d do such a thing. That was why I didn’t tell him I saw that man, but Jeff is smart. He intuited that I had seen someone, which explained why I had asked him if he’d also been seeing someone unfamiliar in the neighborhood.

I know he’s just being the kind husband and watching out for his sick wife, but what he did was a betrayal of my trust in him. I don’t think I’ll be telling him sensitive things.

For the first time, I’m starting to hate Jeff.