i don't like clams.

it's true, i don't like clams.

when you shut down, turn off any indicator of what's going on with you...
we both know something's wrong.
that defensive mechanism, of you being stoic and being in a surly mood without explaining why...
it hurts.

we both know you're in pain, and you pushing me away makes me want to walk away.
i don't like walking away from you.

i'm an esfj.
i help people, and you flat out denying me any sense of me being able to do that hurts.

you make me feel like i don't matter, like i couldn't possibly offer anything to you.
which simultaneously makes me wonder why i'm even still in this friendship.

i've thought about it, walking away.
i've thought what life would look like without you in my life, and guess what?
you're worth fighting for.
you're worth me asking and pushing, and groaning when you're silent or when you physically walk away 'cause you just don't want to talk to me.

you're worth it.