I’ve never really felt truly vulnerable and willingly let my guards down unless I’m confronted with a therapist.
Now I think about it, the moment I did feel so, I was completely and utterly struck. It was when you ignored what must be done, focused merely on my anxiety, and calmed down my nerves. From that moment forward, I feel naked, exposed, vulnerable and small in front of you. I stopped putting up the walls and opened myself up without any holding back. I followed where you led me, blindly and willingly. I trusted whatever you arranged for me. I would even recklessly do anything to be with you. I was insanely out of my mind.
I’ve never felt so helpless in my life, knowing you wouldn’t be in my life, knowing I can’t stop picturing how wonderful it would be if you were here with me.
