neenablazey14
Jan 261 min read
Home for the Holidays
Being home for the holidays. That stirs something in me. This feeling is mixed, a mixture of eagerness, but also dread. This dread. What's it like? It's definitely much more than the eagerness. The fear, The preparedness, For hurt, for criticism, for anger. Is it me? Am I the one who creates this? What about when I'm with friends? I'm happy. I'm calm. I'm relaxed. Then why not here? At home? I feel on edge. I feel tense. I prepare for the worst I know is coming. I prepare for


