Dear T,
OK, this is going to sound silly. But I think of you today saying how your dog is really needy. Yet, you didn't make her leave the room or tell her to get down off your lap. You just kept petting her. Is it like that with me? You see and can acknowledge I'm needy, but it's OK. You're not throwing me out of the room. You're not kicking me off your (metaphorical) lap. You're just going to keep (metaphorically) petting me, letting me be there with you. (Do I dare to actually tell you this? I...would leave out the words "petting" and "lap.")

Love,
LT