Anonymous
Beloved of All
I have a chronic autoimmune conditon. My limbs are fragile. I recently had 2 sessions of occupational therapy. It was the first in my about 15 years of ongoing treatment. My weak limbs affects my professional life. But that's hardly a bother.
I kinda liked the therapist who treated me. But never musterd enough courage to even ask for a coffee, as I firmly believe it'd broke the protocols and I wouldn't wanna her be the butt of all jokes in the hospital.
I don't know if this is right but some emotion is brewing that I don't understand even in my late thirties. I don't know if even sending her a thankyou note would be appropriate.
Please pray.
This is unbearable on top of my frequent spiralling lows.
I hope to see her one more time and probably have a closure. Cuz the last conversation was in haste. I felt we both wanted to continue the conversation.
I'm not sure now
And no I don't stalk. So no creeping around social media.
Please pray.
I kinda liked the therapist who treated me. But never musterd enough courage to even ask for a coffee, as I firmly believe it'd broke the protocols and I wouldn't wanna her be the butt of all jokes in the hospital.
I don't know if this is right but some emotion is brewing that I don't understand even in my late thirties. I don't know if even sending her a thankyou note would be appropriate.
Please pray.
This is unbearable on top of my frequent spiralling lows.
I hope to see her one more time and probably have a closure. Cuz the last conversation was in haste. I felt we both wanted to continue the conversation.
I'm not sure now
And no I don't stalk. So no creeping around social media.
Please pray.