Our hugs. Holding her hands. Her voice. Being understood. Being able to cry in front of her. Being vulnerable with her. Her telling me she loves me and that I matter to her. Her knowing me, the real me. Doing positive activities with me. Her transitional objects. Letting me keep something in her office. Playing games with me. Letting me get to know her. Her facial expressions. Emails. Saying she's proud of me.
So many many ways.
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"Odium became your opium..." ~Epica
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