3 super ratchet things happened to me last night. The first two, I handled myself not perfectly but I was able to communicate and stand up for myself. The third though... I can't get over how a guy had to "white knight" it and speak up for me.
I hate when I can't speak up right then and there.
Then, after everything is said and done, the moment is gone. I beat myself up so hard over it.
Why do I just smile and pretend like I'm ok?
Why can't I say "no"?
Would I feel like this if it wasn't someone else who stood up for me?
I feel so pathetic for being unable to stand up for myself.
I just need to be held in safe arms.
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