He was sweet enough to understand that too, and everything before, and before that.
Thinking about it makes me cry. Talking about it makes me cry. Typing it about it makes me cry.
I'm a little sick of crying.
I haven't had any coffee yet, but I've already spilled out about ayurvedic diet regimens.
I've found, that if you just let things go a bit more, it gets easier and easier to stop worrying so much what everyone else thinks and says and feels.
I've no urge to be a people pleaser anymore.