When you’re stood up, it’s so hard to open up the door, because then you’re sort of cornered into forgiving because they have some “valid” exucse. Because you know that most of the time it is actually a BS excuse.
I think when writing this I was vageuly becoming aware that there is some huge hidden rulebook in the ether that I had never been shown.
I have never made love with a cast on. I’m not sure I love the idea. BUT…. in the moment, it often seems like a good idea even if it isn’t. :)
In my time in therapy, I always liked it when the glimpse of the real person eeked out of my psychiatrist.
Sometimes I find myself not reacting as strongly as s situation seems to dictate, and I’m wondering if it’s natural or I’m simply not admitting something to myself.












