Hey butterfly (btw, did you know they were originally called Flutterbyes but the stoopid, scientifically obsessed victorians changed the name!)

OK, I want you to do something for me, OK? Right, try to imagine someone else, say me, a man in his early 40's. I spent weeks on end hunched over crying for hours and hours sometimes and I have no one to hug me and make it better.

I say this not to take anything away from you, I say it because I am there with you too, in spirit if not in person. And no matter where our heads are we are capable of love, and are capable of being loved and you are loved.

So come and have a hug, it's OK x