The Week I Didn't Want
- Lilly Scheibelhut
- Jan 12
- 1 min read

I had a week where I did some things I didn't particularly want to do.
I didn't really want to get on a plane for three hours.
I didn't want to have this therapy session.
I didn't want to plan a follow up call for next week.
And at times like these, life can easily feel unfair.
I mean I was the one that was sexually abused.
Why do I have to help fix other people's problems?
And I don't. I don't HAVE to do anything.
But what I do want (desperately) is to live in a world where people feel loved and safe. So this past week, to accomplish that, I had to do things I didn't want to do.
And ya know what?
I'm proud of myself for it.