This whole piece just screams to me! I always feel like a burden, like they’ll be annoyed, so I never initiate the text, I never initiate anything, I always wait till they do, they have to show me they are really interested before they walls come down, if not it goes absolutely no where, because I don’t want to be a burden. Also, I love where she speaks of waiting for the right one…
This whole piece is so lovely and vulnerable and full of Capital-T, Truth, but I especially love the therapist as mission impossible acrobat.
This whole piece just screams to me! I always feel like a burden, like they’ll be annoyed, so I never initiate the text, I never initiate anything, I always wait till they do, they have to show me they are really interested before they walls come down, if not it goes absolutely no where, because I don’t want to be a burden. Also, I love where she speaks of waiting for the right one…
Beautiful story but who edited this? It’s “my sister and *me*” not “my sister and I” (occurs multiple times)