God love your blessed heart, girl. I don't know if you meant it, but a light bulb may have just popped on for me.
I think we are at the same point. That dog analogy is brilliant. The fact that I am tempted to try and comfort him or cave, or try something that I haven't possibly considered yet, is very telling to me and what I have to work on. When really, the only thing I can do is remain consistent in the face of his fear.
And perhaps my biggest fear of all is that he doesn't have it in him to step up to the plate... and if I could do it for him, then I don't have to face that fear.
Oh fcuk. What a tremendous pain in the azz to realize that, and yet again, what a tremendous relief. I'm sitting here crying my silly little butt off because that analogy is so dam perfect and so darn accurate...
And on top of all that, jesus, I felt heard. Wow, I didn't realize how deep this went with me.... thank you so much, Mo. I'll have a good cry and then go find my bat, I guess. But the bat isn't for him... it's for me.
