I stand in front of the mirror practicing, rolling the jumbled words around in my mouth. My stomach is twisted over itself; I’ve never heard myself say these three words out loud before. I’m not even sure I’ve thought them to myself. I know what happened, I don’t need to put it explanatory format. But I want to now. For the first time I feel I would like to share this with someone. I would love to tell them but I don’t think I can. I’m worried they will see me differently. Love me less. I feel helpless. Just as I give up, shoving the thought aside for fear of disgust, judgment and my own weakness the phone rings, proving all my doubts to be wrong.
I love you.
Do you know that?
You both are so good to me.
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I’m sure that your friends would understand. Just as they probably understand that it’s difficult to say some things. Regardless of what is said or not said, if a good foundation is in place, you’ll get the same result every time.