I’m Sorry I Hurt You in Order to Save Myself: What Introverts Feel but Don’t Always Say
He tentatively reaches across the bed with a warm gentle hand and I ... recoil. I just need a few more delicious moments of morning mind. I need that gauzy, thought- weaving space of nourishing idea play where I breathe fully and smile involuntarily. I need that space where I belong solely to myself. He rolls [...]