"We need to talk.” When I hear these words or words remotely similar, an instant stream of tragic possibilities floods my mind. What did I say? What didn’t I say? What did I do? Was it today? Yesterday? Last year? Will we still be friends? Will I get to tell my side of the story? Who does this guy think he is any way? He isn’t special. She isn’t perfect. They don’t understand what it’s like to be me! Whatever. It’s not even worth it. I’ll just act like I didn’t hear him. Wait ... what? ![]()
