“So we waited. I felt useless. I felt like I was in the way. I wished I had some nervous habits so I could indulge in them.”
“I felt horribly obvious. I wished I were invisible to myself- that I could see the illusion so that I could trust it”
“Afterwards, as he held me and stroked my hair, my body was singing with pleasure, I couldn’t believe I had waited so long. I thought of how we had wasted a whole year we could have had together and I felt so sad I wanted to cry.”
“...occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt.”
“I felt like I was in a dream; everything was so surreal. I felt like I had set foot in a fairytale. Maybe I had. If that was true, I certainly hoped I never woke up. -Kylie”
“The couch was green, so I felt comfortable wiping my boogers on it. I just wish it had been brown.”