Tuesday

by noahyourself

I didn’t wait.
I didn’t wait to be in my own space, to write it all out, to linger over how my mind and heart and body felt, to assess, to rationalize and over-think.
I walked into therapy and I chose the topic. I talked about the things. I said how I was feeling in the moment. I said what I thought, and things that I am afraid of. I said things for the first time in awhile with hope. Not even hope for a certain conclusion, but any conclusion.
I walked in and said the things.
Maybe people don’t change, maybe they do. Either way, they can grow.