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.