Aversion..... [I Battle Depression and Anxiety]

In his arms; it's the only place she feels safe right now. The only place she feels comfort. He told her that he heard a girl at work talking about her, and that she had nothing nice to say about the broken girl. "I am used to it" , she says. It's true. She's used to nobody liking her, but I can tell that it still hurts her. Knowing that people don't like her for no reason makes her feel smaller than she already is. She doesn't understand why people have such aversive feelings toward her. It doesn't matter right now, because right now she is in the arms of someone who doesn't have aversive feelings towards her . In his arms, she's safe. Her body is warm, enclosed in his. She lays next to him deep in thought. (" I want to tell you I adore you. I want to tell you I want every piece of you, even the pieces you are afraid to see yourself. I want to tell you thank you… thank you for not looking at me the same way everyone else does. Thank you for seeing a person underneath the cloak. Thank you for seeing a human being.") She opens her mouth to speak these words to him, but despite her best efforts, she feels the tears stream down her face. Luckily it's night time, so he can't see, but she feels the hot salty tear from her nose and land on his sleeve creating a smalle dark dot. "you OK ? "he asks. She quickly wipes the evidence from her face before he caresses her cheek once more. "Yeah....im ok."