Can you say you’re an amazing friend if you’re making your best friend feel trapped?
I made up my mind. I told my mother. I essentially announced it on Facebook. I told that person.
And I was happy.
And then his incessant questioning made me feel so trapped that I couldn’t breathe. My space is important to me. I let people in to a certain limit. Everyone has different limits. And that’s how I’m comfortable; that’s how I function. He keeps pushing those limits and it hurts me every time. But I cope. I coped once. I coped twice. But I can’t handle incessant pushing.
I made up my mind and I unmade it. I feel trapped already. What happens if I say yes?
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Run. Flee. Jump. Fly.