When I was a lot younger, I tended to think that pity was a nice thing; it meant the person cared, right? I couldn’t really understand why someone wouldn’t want it. I wondered at the vision of a weathered figure, perhaps a cripple (yeah I’m old school), either in a movie or on a street…
Category: Heart
On relationships..
On the cusp of my first diagnosis (“yes.. confirming your gene is mutant”) I was in a long term relationship with a guy who locked up at seemingly any display of sadness or upset emotion from me. He just didn’t know what to do or how to respond, even if sentiments were written down and…