I have been standing so strong that I nearly forgot how it feels to lean on someone. I have spent more time being on my own. Loneliness and self reflection comfort me more than anything.
But today, after a long drive home in this freezing weather and a dinner out alone, I started crying and felt so vulnerable. Nearly reaching the end of this journey, I feel so unfulfilled.
I didn’t think that I would feel this hurt by those random things.
Perhaps loneliness will not work this time.
I need a real “I’m here. It’s okay”. Like the good old days.