He’s Sitting Closer to Me Every Day
Should I let him, or should I hide?
He’s something different, I feel it. I have never met a man with such pure and safe masculine energy before. He could heal the parts in me that all the others before him have left broken and hurt; I know this. Will I allow myself to believe that I deserve to be healed by him? That is the million-dollar question.
We met on the dance floor.
After almost a decade I spent without exercising the number one thing that brings unparalleled joy into my life, I finally signed up for a dance class a few months ago. It felt like it was time to do so. During the first class, my teacher started promoting this dance party they host on Sundays, and I kept saying no week after week. My long list of reasons why not to go kept piling up in my mind. The item on the top of the fears-that-keep-me-away list was, what if only partners go there and I’ll stand on the sideline all night long just watching, not dancing?
It took me three weeks to muster enough courage and curiosity to finally give in. After I arrived and changed my shoes, I greeted my teacher and told him I finally convinced myself to come, although I might only stay briefly.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be dancing in no time, trust me,” — he said. We chatted for two more minutes when a man…
