It's okay when I am the one who is affected, but not when Sidra is - or anyone else is.
Crap.
I can't breathe. Dammit. Suki, what the hell? Go to sleep.
I'm really sorry Sidra. You know I truly want to help you. I am so sorry. Dammit.
Mistakes happen. Mistakes are learning curves. Dammit.
Flipping emotions and thoughts and unrootedness and unpreparedness. And loneliness. And wanting a husband so badly.
I have a right to feeling whatever it is I am feeling.
I forgive myself for fucking up - again.
Confidence and love and trust.
Crap.
I can't breathe. Dammit. Suki, what the hell? Go to sleep.
I'm really sorry Sidra. You know I truly want to help you. I am so sorry. Dammit.
Mistakes happen. Mistakes are learning curves. Dammit.
Flipping emotions and thoughts and unrootedness and unpreparedness. And loneliness. And wanting a husband so badly.
I have a right to feeling whatever it is I am feeling.
I forgive myself for fucking up - again.
Confidence and love and trust.
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