Excerpts Part 2

by kurtiswiebe

You are missing out on the person I really am because I don’t feel safe to allow that person out. I’m so worried I’ll say something wrong, or do the wrong thing, that I just become whatever it is you need me to be so that we can make it through the day without confrontation. But that facade is cracking, and I believe it’s come to a critical point because our bouts have become venomous. I didn’t bother being anyone, anymore.