This has led to some very self destructive behaviors

I wish you would say what’s bothering you sooner. Let’s talk about it rather than explode

From notes and inspired by I need solitude to see myself clearly by rupi kaur. Any advice on titles?

My friend sent me a poem, I’m not sure who by, but it reads

“No one is mad at you
That’s just an echo
From how you grew up
You’re safe
You can let go”

I didn’t realize that this was a huge part of my childhood that I connected with one of my biggest “temp checks” and fears: “are you mad at me?”