Take Your Time

There’s a quiet belief many people carry without realising it. That love has to be earned. That care has to be justified. That softness comes after effort. So they stay alert. They stay useful. They stay one step ahead. Not because they want to — but because it once felt safer that way. If you’ve lived like that for a long time, gentleness can feel unfamiliar. Even suspicious. Like something that might be taken away if you don’t keep proving yourself. But love that depends on performance isn’t love. It’s pressure with good manners. Real love doesn’t need you to be impressive. It doesn’t need you to be calm, productive, healed, or grateful. It doesn’t ask you to minimise yourself to stay welcome. It lets you arrive as you are. Tired. Uncertain. Quiet. Human. You don’t need to explain why you feel the way you do. You don’t need to tidy yourself up before resting. You don’t need to earn kindness by being easy to deal with. Being treated gently ...