The Trouble With Needing

I've told her that, or I tried to anyway, but there's just something about the curvy home caregiver that has me biting my tongue. 

I don't want a live in caregiver though. 

I don't want anyone to see me struggle, but my brother is worried about me and I know that he'll insist. 

When I tell her that I don’t need her, she begs me to let her stay. She needs this job and so I cave.

That's my first mistake. 

It’s only meant to be for a few weeks and then she’ll be out of my hair.

There’s just one problem.

As the weeks go on, I realize that I lied to her and to myself too.

I think that maybe I really might just need her. Not as a home caregiver, but as something much more.

But I’m damaged goods.

She could never be interested in me.

Could she?