“It is one thing to lose people you love. It is another to lose yourself. That is a greater loss.” ~Donna Goddard We didn’t mean to fall into anything romantic.
It started as friendship, collaboration, long voice notes about work, life, trauma, and healing. We helped each other solve problems.
We gave each other pep talks before difficult meetings. He liked to say I had good instincts; I told him he had grit. We shared vulnerabilities like flashlights in the dark—he told me about getting into fights, going to jail, losing jobs because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
I shared about growing up in a home with yelling, hitting, and silence, and how I used to chase validation in relationships just to feel seen.
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