Held Even as I Unraveled

There’s a kind of love that doesn’t rush to fix you. Doesn’t panic when your voice shakes. Doesn’t say “breathe” like a command—just lets you breathe. I didn’t know that kind of love could exist for me. Not until the night I broke down mid-sentence, trying to explain a fear I didn’t even fully understand. […]

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