The meaningful question from my Good Doctor, and other good doctors, is “if you love/care for others why have you lied and kept secrets that has harmed and injured your Loves, lives, and self?”
I long for the chance to show C what is under the armor. I long for the chance to explore what C and I could create together...but that life is dead.
I realize now my anger and defensiveness were about armoring my heart. I cannot get to where I want to go when weighed down by my anger's armor.
134.01: The Silent Treatment (1 of 2)
Silence for the first time makes complete sense.
I'm such a selfish, self-absorbed, blind, deaf, and dumb prick.