I did good today. I was able to successfully calm my partner down from a panic attack and make them feel better. I hope I was able to truly show how much I love them. I feel soft overall, happy I was finally able to help them. To make them feel better, wanted loved. I feel like cotton candy is melting in my chest sweet and stickly leaving the ache of pure love behind. I adore them in every sense of the word. I want them to be happy and comfortable at all times, I can't do that for them rn but I do what I can to help them, to soothe them. I was able to do that today and for now it is enough.














