I stayed quiet as I thought about this and of the possibilities of me ever being in a relationship with someone. I looked down at the sand, running my fingers over it again, and I knew that I probably am not ready just yet. Actually, maybe, I don't want to be in one but the idea of having a partner who can be kind to me is what I wish I could have. If I can't have people touching me then why would I think I can try and be with someone; let alone think there can be any sort of possibility. I turned over to look at the ocean for a second and let myself feel the cool breeze, hearing the seagulls over my head, watching the people playing in the water.“I was in a relationship with someone when I was living with my dad,” I said as I slowly turned to Elliot.
“The first boyfriend?” he asked.
“Yeah, my first crush, first love, first of everything,” I answered. “I thought he was everything until I realized he wasn't and I was stupid to believe all the things he told me.”
