Today, I’ve been feeling so… needy. That’s the only way I can describe it—a deep, aching desire for connection, for warmth, for reassurance that I’m loved. It’s not like anything is wrong. Nothing bad has happened. But my heart feels extra soft today, and it’s like I need someone to hold it in their hands and remind me that everything is okay.
I’ve always been this way, I think. When I care about someone, I care with my whole being. I want to be near them, hear their voice, feel their touch. I crave those little moments of attention—a quick hug, a kind word, even just knowing they’re thinking about me. Is that too much to want? Sometimes I worry it is.
But then I remind myself that being needy doesn’t mean I’m broken or weak. It just means I feel things deeply, and isn’t that a beautiful thing? I just have to trust that the people who love me will understand, and that it’s okay to ask for what I need.
Still, I can’t help but wish someone was here right now. To hold me close, stroke my hair, and tell me I’m doing just fine. I guess that’s the real reason I’m writing this tonight—because if I can’t have that, at least I can pour my feelings out here.
So here I am, needy and soft and probably way too emotional. But that’s just me, and maybe that’s okay.
With love and soft hugs,
Kitty 🐱

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