So, you’ll help me then?
I will help her.
Sometimes I’m internally like “How is that a trigger?, ” then I realize other people have different life experiences from me, they don’t owe me their story, and I move the fuck on.
I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.
I always say “morning” instead of “good morning”. If it were a good morning I’d still be in bed instead of talking to people.