I’m not ready yet.
I’m strong and confident, but I’m still wobbly.
I can’t handle you right now.
I know what I need.
I need time.
More of it.
Time to be sure, to be sturdy.
I’m just barely getting back to being me.
Don’t you dare come and ruin that.
I’m not ready.
If you care, you will stay away.
Until I can handle it.
I haven’t asked you for anything.
But I am asking you for this.
You will know when I’m ready.
My words will be different.
On that day, you can return and I’ll be okay.
But that time is definitely not now.
So please, I’m not ready yet.