A recent e mail between H and I: ___________________________________________________________ I want to touch more, but I can't because we're waiting for things to clear up, and so I am frustrated, and I don't have anyone to talk to about it. I don't like it. ___________________________________________________________
H simply doesn't see me as the "someone to talk to." It isn't a reflection on me so much as it is a masculine gesture of not leaning on me when I am trying to heal from something traumatic. What is with this? It makes me angry and frustrated.
