And then I admitted something in this post that I never thought I’d admit anywhere other than whispered, private conversations…
… and I’m still pretty sure that I’m not nearly as brave as I need to be. Want to be. Need to be. Because I kind of want to take it back, even though I don’t think I should, even though I know that I shouldn’t, even though I know that it’s better – for me, for the people I love – that I don’t. But still.
But still.