maybe the way that you love, is not how they want to be loved. so no matter what effort you put forth, it may never satiate them. and that’s okay. you’re not for them and in turn, they’re not for you. release.
there is no prize for growing up fast.
my childhood is done. finished. i can soothe the kid within me as much as i can, but no one will swoop in and be the parents i needed as a child, and i need to come to terms with that.