I got my first hug from B yesterday - since we got back together - and it was EVERYTHING.
He is my rock. I am loved. I'm cared for. I have someone I can say anything to. I can be 1000% myself.
Love comes in so many varieties, and they all count.
People that know don't necessarily approve. I get it. I've shared more about my feelings on the "bad" more than I've shared "good" so yeah...we all love me and want to see me get what I want.
And I still want what I wanted before.
And I will ask him to talk about it. We need to tear down some of the walls that we've built and built-up the last few years.
Is he my "Mr. Big"? Or is he my "lobster"? He is both.
And that's all there is to it.