Today been thinking all day. Last night at a party a person a don’t know well but know said they fancied me, how I make them feel safe and asked why I was so kind. If I was kind to everyone normally, or when do I stop.
They said we were similar, she was so sweet. She opened up so much stuff to me. And I her. Not gonna lie, I’ve never felt so safe chatting to anyone else before. About even some of the darkest of stuff. Also I’m really sad thinking they’ve gone through and are going through some really rough stuff. I just wanna be there to help them whenever they need.
Stuff made sense, this has gotten me really conflicted and confused but really good.
I walked them home with a friend. Just to make them sure they got home safe. So confused. So very confused.