The desire to be held is rooted in the fear of abandonment and disappointment. But my obsession with not being held too tight came from the terror of holding me back from my true identity, true calling in life, and discovering myself. Hold me so that I don’t feel alone, but remember not to hold me too tight, away from my goals, freedom, happiness, opportunities, achievements, success, and independence. Hold me so that I can feel your presence around me and your body against mine, but not so hard for me to lose my breath. Hold me tight so I won’t feel pain, be afraid, or see danger, but not too tight that it covers my vision of the world around me. Hold me! Hold me! Hold me! But not too tight that I forget who I am or what I was born to do and be.
