Tuesday, October 6, 2020 - Atlanta, GA
Drop the needle,
I'm so confused. The more I think that I can breathe for a second, there is always something that prevents me from the peace that I need in order to do so. I'm trying not to let myself go to a place that I know I don't belong, but I'm getting so many mixed signals.
I'm trying to give space, be understanding, and patient. Once minute, I'm the love of his life, but there are little things that send me into discomfort. He does nothing without intention and so here I am wondering if he means to contradict himself. Moments like now terrify me because I can't want for more than I have now without potentially pushing him to a place where he is uncomfortable.