My dear, lovely, wonderful boy It's okay to have trouble trusting It's not something that happens in a day, or even a week or a year Everyone progresses at different speeds And with everything you've been through It makes sense that it's gonna take you a while
Just know that love doesn't always equal trust It doesn't invalidate your feelings because you're having trouble with this Your love is not less real for it In fact, in several ways, it's more real than simple infatuation
I love you. And when it seems like the world is closing up around you, and you need something, anything to cling to that reminds you that you're going to be okay, come to me I will hold you tight and promise that I love you, and it's gonna be okay. We'll make it through together.
My boy had a panic attack last night, and I did my best to comfort him, but I didn't have the right words. I think these are the ones I couldn't figure out how to say earlier, and they still feel inadequate.