Where we just went was the last place I was expecting. It was way bigger and deeper than I was prepared for. I’m scared for myself too. I feel unsteady, wobbly on the inside. The thought of being out of his body, being on my own, being away from him, hurts in a way I’m not sure I know how to handle. Big emotions swirl and swell in my chest, rising up and settling in my face. “I need to be held,” I whisper.
Needing aftercare is NORMAL
