
Hoping the Next Conversation Will Fix It
Avery is tired of relationships that run one direction. She over-gives. She second-guesses her own gut. She keeps telling herself that if she just communicates a little better, things will finally even out.
So she stays patient. She stays kind. And she keeps waiting for the version of the relationship she can feel but never quite reach.
Underneath all of it sits the question she can't put down:
"Is it me, or am I finally seeing this clearly?"









