Sometimes I don’t want affection. I don’t want cuddles and kisses, I don’t want love or closeness or smiley faces.
Sometimes, I just want to unload- to whisper, speak, shout and sing at the top of my lungs. And in those moments when I can’t keep those emotions of anger and sadness inside, I don’t want to be held close and wrapped up; it’s stifling and I cannot release without fear of hurting someone else with my words.
In a nutshell, sometimes I like to be alone, and sometimes I just need someone to listen to me- nothing else.