Writing Assignment 2/12
Look at me. I want to see your eyes.
I find it very hard sometimes to admit to the things that I want to do or have done to me. I feel exactly how I imagine the girl in the picture feels: shy, intimidated, worried about what sort of reception her request will get, and afraid that the other person will think badly of her for what she wants.
Its really hard for me to ask sometimes, because I don’t want to pressure you into anything. I already kind of feel like I’ve forced you into changing for me in ways you didn’t want to change, and that wasn’t my intention. I worry that your desire to make me happy will lead you to agreeing to things that make you unhappy. I really don’t want that. I want to be able to share things with you, but I don’t know how to get over the fear that you’ll go along with something you don’t really want just because you think its what’s going to make me happy.
