I’ve been pushing him away. He could feel it.
Last night we finally just said all of the things we’d been holding back and biting our tongues for. It wasn’t easy, but it felt good. Too often I lose faith in his ability to hear me. Too often I underestimate how much he cares. Too often he loses faith in my compassion. Too often he forgets that I just need to feel understood. ‘I don’t need you to move mountains, I just need you to hear me.’
And just like that, with the words hanging between us (heavy as they were), it started to feel better. He felt like my teammate again, not my adversary. I wanted him close to me.
And all it took was a deep breath and three seconds of bravery.You need to say the hard things.
Especially the hard things.Submitted to Ninja and Trouble by Her Dirty Little Heart for Submission Sunday
