Notes: Post-The Gift
Even when Mom died, I could still get up in the morning without wondering what the point was. I had Buffy and I knew that she needed me. We needed each other.
Buffy was right. The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. I know I have to get ready for class. I know that laying in bed doesn't stop the world from moving. Its just that while I'm cuddling my pillow, I can pretend it was all a dream.
Then the BuffyBot comes in and I can't lie to myself. My sister did die.