My whole life I’ve always loved my stuffies so deeply and felt safe with them. I’ve realized because they don’t abandon you, reject you, or die. They are safer to love than people.
My heart is dying, I miss daddy soo much. He decided to take time for himself and Im trying to trust him that he isn’t abandoning me, Because he promised no matter what he will not leave me. 😞 but Im scared..
I need help! Daddy bought me this stuffie while we were shopping today but I'm having trouble picking a name. Should her name be Patrice or Persephone?
