IN THERAPY I LEARNED...

In therapy, I learned a lot...

In my most recent therapy session, I learned that people can't read your mind (no duh). Specifically, I learned that not everyone knows how to love or how to treat people.

I learned that I need to ask. I need to ask to be loved or treated a certain way.

I learned that you have to train people to love or treat you a certain way.

I learned that you have to treat people the way you expect them to treat you.

With strangers, I think this is normal...

Except, in therapy, I learned that I have to ask this of my mother. I have to train my mother.

Is this normal? Or is my mother just one that doesn't know how to mother?

I'm too stubborn to ask. Mother or stranger.

I'm okay with being the only person that loves me... kinda... not really.

It's better than the alternative. It's better than asking. It's better than showing weakness. It's better than exposing my heart.

Maybe one day I'll grow. Just not today.