I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.
I remember when I was a child. One of my mothers friends came over and I was going for a drive with her while her baby was trying to get to sleep. She told me that one day things wouldn’t change for me, I wouldn’t be so crazy about horses, but instead I would get interested in boys and babies and that’s part of growing up.
14 years have come and gone and I am now a lesbian.
And I’m still crazy about horses.