So, right then and there, I let out all my frustrations. I told Juniper all my heartaches and all my concerns about Idina. I cried in front of her (which is pretty big, since I rarely cried, and when I did, it was only in private), and she sat there, stroking my back and just listening. She listened, which turned out to be what I'd been craving all along.
Then, Juniper shared her heart with me. She talked about what she'd been struggling with, and our roles were reversed. Now, I was the listener, and she was the crying one.
And honestly, it was so healing. So healing to listen and be listened to.
"Are you going to go home?" Juniper asked me as we headed back outside.
I saw my parents' car. They'd come to pick up Idina. I knew that Idina would want me to go.
But I didn't want to go. I'd sacrificed everything just to make Idina happy, and now, I had to take care of myself. I had to do something healing for myself, because I couldn't run on empty any longer.
"You know what? I think I'm gonna stay."
It was the first time in a long time that I'd chosen to do something for myself.