I Let Myself Be Loved
“When love and intimacy approach,the real truth about how I feelrises up:disgusted, terrified. I fear I will be snuffed out —the real me, unwelcome.Only an object is permitted here. But wait…I know enough now to remember:these are illusions —trees at dusk in the foresttaking strange, towering formslike dark monsters. So I zoom out.I back up.It’s […]
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