Act IV

In the middle of my grade 9 year, during my school holidays, I received an sms from my dad saying he wanted to speak to me. I wasn't really stressed becuase that's generally how my dad did things. I'd always get an sms or an email, because we didn't have a very open enough relationship [...]

Act III

I have always believed that I don’t quite like affection. Whether giving or receiving it; I often get extremely uncomfortable when there’s hugging, cuddling or even just hand holding involved. I barely ever initiate it, but whenever I do, you know I am probably screaming in my head. In my most recent therapy session, we spent [...]