I might not be the one, but I'll try my best to be, 'Cause I noticed later enought but thanks God, in time, to see how beautiful life is going to turn for me

I felt alive, soft and held in protective hands and felt no guilty, why to guilt myself? Why to wait for things to slowly put me down and just accept? I looked at his eyes and knew at that moment, 1h ago, that he is for sure the right for me

I heard the most honest and sweet words I've ever listen "I'm here to support you whether the decision you'll take, I'll never tell you to give up, I just don't want to see you suffocating and miring in work" and at this moment I understood!

He then decided to leave me there to breath and asked if we could talk after I finished my stuff (showering). A little later, we layed on the bed and started talking, he was completely comprehensive, gave me solutions once I was lost in my own mind, trapped in anger and decided to argue even more

However, even knowing this made all the sense and he was totally right, I got upset and mad at him, arguing and asking why would he wishes me to give up on a dream.. that was not the point at all, poor him and poor me, 'Cause I actually ended up misunderstanding everything.

I understood the criticism, but at the same time, I didn't wanted to feel like a failure and give up on one of the thousand things I proposed myself to do, I just can't accept having things not done once I know I can do all of them (even if I can't)

And, wondering about money, issues and mental health, I started tearing apart when he suddenly and JUST asked me if tattoo was my thing and if I was sure about following it as a job (once I'm also a teacher and free time was not listed at the moment to keep practice drawings)