Scary E-mail
I just sent a scary e-mail to the GUY (the guy I’m dating) telling him a bunch of things I wouldn’t be able to say in real life. Because despite what my therapist thinks, I am a grown woman who doesn’t “expect people to be able to read my mind,” but am mature enough to ASK FOR MY NEEDS TO BE MET!
So, I sent a scary e-mail asking scary questions like:
“Would you take me to see iRobot?”
(Not that he doesn’t take me out, but, unlike me, he’s not one to getexcited about cheezeball formulaic Hollywood movies.)
Because I’m ASKING for my NEEDS TO BE MET!
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…Because I have not yet developed a deep meaningful mutual connection with anyone, I have to, for the time being…
…ASK FOR MY NEEDS TO BE MET!
(I am very proud of myself).
Just for today, I CAN HAVE NEEDS!
As the now official boyfriend, I am here to say that I am in total support of Stella asking for her needs to be met. Just last night, in fact, I was gently asked to remove my shoes and wash the sand off my feet before entering her abode (we had just come from the beach). This morning, my feet feel clean as a fish smoking a hooka!