With you there @chyna and @bookish1 oh and you too @MilkyWay.
I will say that I have people that love me and that I am comfortable to be myself to share my fears hopes and dreams with. But there are degrees of seperation.
I remember my best and truest love. His hug was like coming home. Dipped in acceptance and understanding. He would listen to me rant. Sometimes he would rant back. We would pester each other until we went to bed and could never sleep apart when we were under the same roof no matter how mad we were.
He would try to help me work through fears or we would tackle problems together discussing them. Some of our best days were cocooned together enjoying our sense of humor, our art sharing with each other, observing one another and using that to bring us closer together.
Its beautiful and time flies by. Maybe my memory had sugar coated everything.
I am currently in very loving relationship with one demanding pussy that I find rewarding in it’s own unique way.