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Last night there were so many things going on inside of me, on my drive to your office.

There was a part of me that wanted to cry. It wanted to be seen and heard, but it got covered up very quickly.

It’s still there.

Covered.

It trusts you but it was covered.

I don’t know by what or who.

There are too many pieces of me in different places right now.

It’s ok though.

That part knows you and feels safe with you.

No pushing.

It likes that you always agree with that.

Thank you for who you are to “us”.