She’d let go of my hand. She wouldn’t say why. It was about a year ago.
I had about 3 weeks to prepare myself, but I didn’t know how, nor did I want to.
I was confused.
I wasn’t ready- She said so herself. She said I needed more of her support, we’ll meet twice a week starting soon, and I believed her. I trusted her. But then she left me with nothing. I made room for a change and made myself cultivate some hope, but without any explanation she suddenly abandoned the ship. Abandoned me. I couldn’t be angry with her, because I trusted
