Day 42: Definitely not letting go

Sometimes I wish I wasn't such an open book, you know? Sometimes I wish I could just secretly start seeing him again. To feel his fingers on my skin once more. To have his compliments lift me up. Nobody would have to know. I'd sneak him in and out of here. Or just only meet … Continue reading Day 42: Definitely not letting go →

Day 17: Am I still me?

Yesterday I called my sister and told her I'm still doing fine and that I feel confused about that. She said I sounded like that's just how it is. She thinks it's not coming later, and that maybe I started accepting this situation earlier than when we broke up. That could be true. I said … Continue reading Day 17: Am I still me? →