As someone who has experienced those doubts, and also unintentionally hurt someone, this essay felt like a clear, orderly version of my own thoughts, regret and the remaining self doubt. Thankyou for writing this.
Great post, Harls. It sucks when you are left holding the connection, the space, and the emotion all alone, all of a sudden. You learn quickly that it really sucks, and if you are lucky, you may learn how to spot it sooner the next time, and there will be a next time, which in the long run is a good thing. It means you still care about yourself enough to find love because you deserve love.
As someone who has experienced those doubts, and also unintentionally hurt someone, this essay felt like a clear, orderly version of my own thoughts, regret and the remaining self doubt. Thankyou for writing this.
Beautiful works. Here right now in that inbetween, I wrote a poem about it if you’d like to read!
https://open.substack.com/pub/natramon/p/and-honey-id-do-it-all-again?r=6he3p3&utm_medium=ios
Beautiful!
Great post, Harls. It sucks when you are left holding the connection, the space, and the emotion all alone, all of a sudden. You learn quickly that it really sucks, and if you are lucky, you may learn how to spot it sooner the next time, and there will be a next time, which in the long run is a good thing. It means you still care about yourself enough to find love because you deserve love.