Unsound

She spoke of needing healthy connections. That made me reflect. When did I become something else? 

And another lady, acting as a friend, illuminates something for me. Bitterly, I joke that all she has to do for me to fall in love is become inaccessible to me. She recommends that I think hard about that position. It's a place without hope or happiness, without even the possibility of those things. 

Yes, that's right. 

And if I cannot have those things, I cannot lose those things. Is that the truth I'm living?