I'm not sure what the WORST part of the whole thing is/was.
Today H is texting "how are you?" "how is work?"

Making sure I'm still here?

I guess I am, but less so.

He asked me last night why I was crying.
I answered that I think it was because I had
loved him so hard for so long.

Why is there a "d" on the word love?

Because I'm trying to stop, I said.

Today is strange for me. I can't find the hurt. Does that make sense?

The hurt has ridden in my chest for months, but now I can't find it. Not sure I miss it exactly, just perplexed that its not there.

IDK. Have to get to work. Have my performance review at wonderfuljob today. Yee haw. Lol, these things make me nervous.

Thanks Linda for checking in. I'm drifting with Nero right now. smirk

Me 46 H 56
M 22 yrs
S22, D20, Twin Ss18

You teach people how to treat you by what you allow.
What you stop.
And what you reinforce.
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A lack of boundaries invites a lack of respect.