I feel her hurt. You may feel that this is a savage attack on your character, but it is not. For you to exist where we are going you need to exist in truth.
She wants you to take a brave leap into the unknown. She really does. I feel it.
It was the same with my moon when I first married her. She stripped me down to the bare bones and had me confess all my sins to the whole of my family.
I wanted to run away I really did, but I said fuckit and leapt into the unknown.
It was hard, but because of that act I have existed in truth and happiness ever since.
If I had chosen else I'd probably be back drinking, doing shit jobs, and maybe even dead.
The truth is hard to face but you only need do it once.
If you can't get hold of me tonight then grab her. Time is running out, and I'd hate to see the man I've admired for so long end up the way it's going because he's too scared.
She wants you to talk to her.
If anything I've learned moons are loving and caring and nurturing, but they are fierce when needed -- and she will let this play out as the cards fall.
Goodnight. I wish you the best of luck sir.
I do wish to be cracking a beer with you one day, and not her telling me old stories about her dad that she used to know.