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A protector, a brother once but now it’s me. He wanted not to have to care for the boy. Because of his own hidden hurt. His own disconnect from his little boy. The hurting part wants Dad. Is heartbroken. Afraid for himself, of himself, and all alone. Just wants to be held. Wants to feel safe. Loved through the pain. Seen. Acknowledged. Recognized.
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Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 8:20 PM UTC
Acting my parts
A protector, a brother once but now it’s me. He wanted not to have to care for the boy. Because of his own hidden hurt. His own disconnect from his little boy. The hurting part wants Dad. Is heartbroken. Afraid for himself, of himself, and all alone. Just wants to be held. Wants to feel safe. Loved through the pain. Seen. Acknowledged. Recognized.
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Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 8:20 PM UTC
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