I won’t dare go near a boundary in therapy.

I will rather bury my needs deep within.

Inhibit myself.

Let my angst fester beneath my skin.

Because if I reach a boundary. If I let my stuff extend into turf where it’s not welcome —

And i’m told, “This territory is not yours. You need to stay out” —

I will recoil in horror and shame.

Emotionally electrocuted.

The self-hate will burst forth.

The humiliation will burn in me.

And I will retreat deep within my own territory.

And I’ll never take a step toward another person again.