This dynamic we had was working for me and I didn’t want that to change. Not to mention the fact that our unorthodox setup was just begging for judgment. As long as it was just the five of us in the house, I could pretend this was normal, and that this wasn’t an absolute train wreck in the making. But once somebody else entered the equation, I wouldn’t be able to delude myself any longer. Whenever I imagined this situation through someone else’s eyes, I saw it a lot more clearly.
This made me sad because there shouldn’t be any judgement in her being in a situation like this and she shouldn’t have to worry about how she would be viewed but alas…
