My heart is mine: I have nurtured her and fed her love and I have worked way too long on our relationship to completely hand over the responsibility of her happiness and wholeness to someone else. I’ll use my heart to love others, no doubt. But she is mine to care for- no one else’s.
quick comic about a conversation my therapist said i should try having when im feeling bad (instead of isolating myself and using unhealthy coping mechanisms)
