I see so many versions of you around me
That I am becoming even more cautious
It feels like I’m being tease-tormented
To lure me io make the wrong choice
I hope that you’ll understand
That I will need confirmation
I see so many versions of you around me
That I am becoming even more cautious
It feels like I’m being tease-tormented
To lure me io make the wrong choice
I hope that you’ll understand
That I will need confirmation
Hurting
Afraid
Defensive
Desiring
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(Multiple meanings)
“Will you?”
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(Multiple meanings)
Song repost from January 2023.
“I wish you were here so that I could learn to stop evading and get to build trust with you.”
“I feel panicked inside…
I am more shy now since the concussion.
Finding out how extremely shy that I was pre-concussion has me distraught because I want to meet him, but I’m afraid that I will run in the other direction – again!
I can’t tell if this reactivity is due to heightened self protection due to injury – or because I know that he can actually ‘see me,’ more truly than anyone ever has before.
I have never let anyone that close to me, even when I wanted to.”
“Guys my age mostly ignored me – and I was the same then as I am now, internally.”
Extremely shy and evasive…
How are we ever to meet?!
“I don’t feel like I’ve got anything going my way in this category, currently.”
If we do not fit current society’s
Models of perfect idealization
We should opt out of confidence
That our current state is worthy
Do not disappear with the dawn
Instead, stay – stay with me here
“I remember.”
Song repost from March 2022
“Special Expressions”
Managing.
“I couldn’t stay there.
I just couldn’t do it, today.
The worst part is that this concussion has knocked me back hard.
I keep getting up, determined to keep rallying.
But my face and body are swollen as I sway blearily like a hard-core prize fighter getting dizzy.
There’s no clear sight…
Just instinct’s adjusting memory of where I need to be aiming.”
After helping by giving numbers to everyone and then offering her chair, having it then used by another after that and standing out there in the cold shivering and watching her skin grow paler, she realized that she felt ill “holding the line” and returned to her car – looking for when she could retrieve her chair and exit.
“Dang-nab it!
The concussion has made my body swell, again!”
She saw glimpses of them
Scanned their personalities
Looking for him cautiously
While holding her positions
And kept her distance while
They maneuvered activities
I don’t need the Ideal
Just what can be real
What is it like from the other side?
I’m not sure that I’ve experienced it.