But there’s one relationship I’ve neglected my whole life: my relationship with myself. “I’m a shit partner,” I say out loud to myself. I would never tolerate the things I say to myself if someone else was saying them. I disregard my feelings. I don’t value my desires. I don’t nurture myself. I’m mean. Holy shit. Pleasure isn’t a person. It’s personal. And I need to work out what it looks like to me.
