I have to learn to be my own person.
And it’s hard because I’ve always pictured myself part of a bigger thing. Part of a family. Part of a group. Part of a couple.
Whenever he goes out and I want to pester him to come back to my side, there’s a voice in me that says: let him be his own man.
I think that’s what he wants. But it goes against all of my inner being, my heart. I have to talk to myself often.