My breathing became shallow
My whole stomach went tense
My eyes welled up with tears
As I told her what I have been up to lately.
Parts of me still believe if you don’t talk about or ignore something long and strong enough, that it maybe never existed at all.
I tell her about my recent promiscuity. I felt kind of heavy about it. I lose my breath a little over it.
Not guilty, not sad, but the me today cringes a little. I get so hung up on needing validation. I will do anything for it from the wrong person. Its all encompassing in my world. She says I can get that validation I seek from myself someday.
I say,”Well, lets get started.”
She says, “Time’s up.”