When he finishes playing, the little girl from the first day arrives, her mother close behind, and she runs over to Eleanor, holding a drawing, “I made this for you,” she says, “It’s you, and the wren, and the lake, and your mom.”📼Be understanding enough to accept all.
Gaslighting is worse than lying in my opinion. Like, it’s one thing to lie but to try your hardest to convince me that I’m crazy or insecure knowing damn well I’m right is the devil’s work.