The truth is, there's lots of stuff I don't want to write about. I don't want to write about how I feel, or how I'm secretly an emotional midget. I don't want to write about Grandfather dying and all the new and creative ways I'm not dealing with it and making sure I don't cry. I don't want to write about how I was mean and then dropped off the face of the earth and how I push away people who indicate that they might care.
I don't want to.
I do want to be held. I want to be held, and forced to feel, and not afraid of what happens when I'm weak.