So many issues. With them. With me. Makes it so difficult to forge deep relationships. Some are cool with that. Some are happy to live with the partial and superficial.
At least I can talk to you.
I am not perfect, I have my issues. I am not open at the best of times and it’s hard to get through to me. But thank you. Thank you for giving me the space to just be me.
At least I can talk to you.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
Life With CD 