In the past twenty-four hours, in completely unrelated instances, Sir has:
fucked me from behind and spat on my face and pushed my head into the pillow so hard I couldnāt breathe while I tried not to cum
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sat with me calmly and compassionately and helpfully during and after a panic attack, asking me questions to distract me, touching me once I felt comfortable with it, not making me feel weird or crazy for not being able to make eye contact right then or communicate very well, told me that I was safe and that the feelings would pass and I would feel ok again, and held me when it was over
Everyone deserves a partner who supports them and builds them up, including people with mental health stuff going on. I feel so incredibly lucky to have found such a great one š.
An old sappy post about mental health. Everyone deserves to feel loved, built up, supported in their relationships š








