Learned to Hold
To the women who’ve ever felt like too much for someone emotionally quiet:
I wasn’t overwhelmed.
I just didn’t know how to hold you yet.
I do now.
To the women who’ve ever felt like too much for someone emotionally quiet:
I wasn’t overwhelmed.
I just didn’t know how to hold you yet.
I do now.
I put the lid back on the peanut butter without thinking about it.Didn’t sigh. Didn’t narrate it to myself.Didn’t analyze it.Did the thing and moved on.Cleaned the spoon and got on with the day. Just noticed afterwards—Huh. I’m probably okay today.
She flinched.The world hit her first. He didn’t flinch back.He didn’t explain. He just stepped forward—and became the thing the world had to go through. ___________________________This page is for women who still wonder if a man could actually feel her—not just want her, or need her, but *get* her.Women who’ve had to carry both the…
Some things fade.Some things stay.These were a few that stayed. ~Links to the week’s posts in the first comment~
𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺, 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺.𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘺, 𝘤𝘳𝘺.But don’t disappear because someone else couldn’t hold your weight.You are not unlovable.You are not too much.You are just carrying more than most people ever will—and still walking. I know how that feels. I’m proud of you—Honestly, I’m proud of myself too.Frankly, you and I?…
You’re not broken.You’ve just been braced for too long. A man who sees that won’t rush to fix you.He won’t offer tools.He’ll offer space. The right kind of space rewires everything.And the ones who get that—really get it—don’t come in trying to fix you.They make the space feel safe enough to take the brace off….
𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘰.But, perfection isn’t the absence of missing things.It’s the presence of what is, that matters.𝑨𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅.