mental health, self-reflection, womanhood, girlhood, personhood, love
My plant has died. It was a plant given to me by a good friend on my birthday, and I thought it was sweet and projected a relationship onto my care of it.
I'm not sure what plant it was. I took a picture of it which I uploaded to an App, but the App couldn't be precise. And I was too afraid to ask my friend as I was scared it would look like I didn't listen to her in the first place.
This is definitely a detrimental character flaw of mine.