Get fully transparent? Share everything in my head? Share everything that I’ve done? Share with whom? Share the probably totally unrealistic dreams I have for the future? Share the pain I’m in? Share the fear that you won’t like me when I share my fears? Share the flaws in my character? Share the fact that I make a lot of stuff up?

Why not just invite me to go to the moon with you and let’s go for a spacewalk?

Get unstuck? How? What happens when I do? Will you promise to fix it the way I want you to? Will you take me from here to the beach or the mountaintop without having to do the work? Will you pixie dust it away? Get unstuck? Believe you have the answers? Change me?

Why not just invite me to go to the moon with you and let’s go for a spacewalk?

Go further? Go outside? Help others? Help show them the way? Who’s going to pay the bills? Where will I find the time? What will it look like? What if no one wants help? What if I just can’t see it? Can you at least make it make enough sense that I can see where we’re going? What if they beat me up? Is anyone else even listening anyways? What if I don’t want to be a full-time social worker in Madagascar?

Why not just invite me to go to the moon with you and let’s go for a spacewalk?

What’s up with this? Where was this experience shown in the manual? Don’t you see this hurts? Where are you? Are you in this? What about our plans? What about our dreams? What about these bills piling up? Is there any benefit to this illness? Seriously, does this make any sense?

Why not just invite me to go to the moon with you and let’s go for a spacewalk?

What’s that? What do you mean we’re already spacewalking?