An open letter to Hu Yetao and how he is the epitome of hope in my life.
Taotao, your light still shine the brightest out here, I love you!
#HuYeTao#ChuangAsiaS2#NexT1DE
very glad to have a found an app like this that is both available in China and Philippines. I'm able to know his location when he is working so I'll know he is safe. can also trach whether they're using their phone and the calls they had within the day. #lookus#lookusapp
My boyfriend could tell something was wrong because I stopped laughing at things I normally would. He didn’t corner me with questions. He didn’t demand explanations.
He just adjusted.
He started picking me up instead of asking me to commute alone.
He made playlists and played them softly in the background when we were quiet.
He’d say, “You don’t have to talk. I just like being near you.”
One night I finally told him I felt overwhelmed, like I was failing at everything at once. I expected him to debate it. To list my achievements. To argue me out of my feelings.
He didn’t.
He said, “That sounds exhausting,” and let me finish every sentence without rushing it. When I cried, he didn’t look uncomfortable. He just passed me tissues and kept holding my hand like nothing about me was inconvenient.
The next day, he still teased me about stealing his hoodie. Still argued about what to watch. Still kissed me the same way.
He didn’t turn my breakdown into my identity.
That’s when I understood something: real love doesn’t flinch when you’re not at your best. It doesn’t shrink when things get heavy.