A woman cannot survive she also needs a poodle shirt
That’s teen angst talking, I remind myself, and my love settles and steadies like a faithful friend. So when I see my people acting in unbecoming ways, I try to consider what emotion might be doing the talking. I’m yelling and acting like a loon, and for that I’m sorry, but at the heart of it, I’m scared. I wish it wasn’t too late for me. They didn’t hear the fear or anxiety or depression; they just shut me out. Nobody once asked or gave me a hand or told me it would be ok.
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