I thought about parallel parking. On my own. Driving, picking up Christian, then finding a spot where I would struggle in finding a parking spot on a street. I would pass a spot and wimp out. I remember all those feelings in college. And the comments that I would endure when driving.
When Chris came along, all of that disappeared because he always offered to drive. And the insecurities of my own driving and parking disappeared.
And then when it came up again with Francis. It was always a bad feeling.
And I really don\’t want those feelings to repeat again.