I am being hard on myself, because someone needs to be. Even though I was unaware, I'm still responsible for the damage I have caused, the growth I have stunted. I haven't given my H an honest opportunity to please me. I have accepted his adolescent bids for sex with a smile, while burying physical revulsion and hiding behind childhood sexual abuse. My behavior has been terrible and I don't have anyone to blame but myself. Now I need to take some extremely hard but necessary steps to repair the damage I have caused.
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"
