may 6, 1974 - rosemary writes in her journal

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"The funeral is tomorrow.

It's nothing nothing nothing all feels still and meaningless. Like a rotten dream i'm not allowed to wake up from. I don't know what to say. I don't know what's going to happen. This wasn't supposed to happen. None of this feels real.

The fucking caskets are empty. My children aren't in here, those aren't my kids. This is nothing but a mockery yet it's all we have now.

He isn't pressing charges. I don't understand it. I always trusted his judgement and I love him so much but I just don't understand this. I'm not going to argue with him, that's the last thing I need right now. I want to trust you. I need to trust you right now, so why would you do this to me? Why???

None of this makes any sense. I feel like I'm losing my mind."

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