I remember when I was discarded, like an old newspaper, like yesterday’s leftovers, that I said I was afraid I’d someday I’d screw it up with a really good guy, because I was so wrecked.
Here I am, 2 months later, afraid I’ve wrecked a relationship with a really good guy, because S so fucked with my head.
The fucking lessons. Another one I didn’t want to learn.
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Oh no…! What happened????
He needed to know why I backed off. I tried to explain it lovingly but he wants to fix it. Not just sit with it. I need him to sit with it while I deal with it. I am not sure he can. Now it’s the elephant in the room. 😕