Right then.
Come sit down. And instead of dancing round it, let’s actually talk.
I know you’re scared. Part of you wants this; and part of you wants to run. Please – stay. Just hear me out.
I don’t want to hurt you, or threaten you or take away your freedom. I’m talking to you now because I love you and this is the best I know how.
I can’t rescue you or make it better. I can’t fight the battle – but I can hold up your arms.
If you want to, we can do it together. If you don’t, can we talk? I see you’re in pain and this somehow helps. Tell me how. Tell me why. I’ll listen. I may not agree – but I’ll try to understand.
I know you say it’s fine, but we both know that’s not true.
I know you say it’s hopeless, but the hope is not in you.
You are not on your own. Please – tell me, so I can learn how to help.