In the past few months I've been horrible to my T and was constantly conducting myself in a passive aggressive/aggressive manner. He's always remained the same, which is cool, calm, and collected. He hardly ever takes my bait, and then I get more frustrated. Lately though I've been more open with him and haven't even had to use such tactics.

“I’m good at loving books. I’m good at loving soft bed sheets. I’m good at loving coffees and teas. I am good at loving things that can’t love me back, that don’t have the power to leave. And maybe, that’s why I love them.”