More than medication, more than chocolate, what I crave are a pair of strong male arms to hold me against his chest, to protect me and make me feel safe. A man who will not dismiss my fears but remind me that he is stronger and all the horror outside will not touch us, he will keep us safe. Someone who loves cats but helps me learn to love a human being, more than animals and learn to trust a person, something I cannot do now.
A man who is stronger than my paranoia and terror. A man whose chest is there at night so when I wake from a nightmare I can turn to a safe warm wall and he will not turn away.
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