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May 20
As the knowledge
Of Kemp moving to North Carolina
settles heavily in my bones

I realize

I crave an individual
Who does not offer solutions immediately upon a revelation of mine mid conversation
But one who sits with me as I am

In whatever shape or form it takes

One who can absorb and contain my experience of speaking a feeling or experience into words
And have them just be as they are

No need to rush the processing or movement whirling within my vessel

Sitting with me as I am
With no hurry to avoid with stirs within the other
With no hurry to feel the relief of offering surface level words of minimizing the experience my body calls me to share

To simply be with me
In my experience
My therapist is leaving. I have one more session with her. I'm not ready to say goodbye. I never was. No amount of time could help the processing of it. All I can do is be with all that is. I look forward to the corrective experience in saying goodbye.
Diana
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Diana  23/F
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