I see you…
You carry it all.
The decisions. The pressure. The weight.
You’re the one who holds it down.
Who doesn’t fall apart. Who doesn’t ask for help.
Not because you can’t. But because no one was ever able to when you did.
You learned early that needing others is dangerous.
So you turned that part of you off. And built your life around being stoic, independent, untouchable.
You’re admired.
Respected.
Feared, even.
But rarely felt.
You keep people at a safe distance.
They think you’re cold.
But I know you’re protecting something sacred. Something tender. Something that got burned before.
I also know there’s a part of you that still wants closeness.
That wants someone to come home to.
To say, “I’ve got you.”
And most of all, to mean it.
But that part of you is buried.
Under layers of silence, bitterness, disappointment…and let’s be honest, some pride.
Your biggest fear isn’t being alone, your biggest fear is to hope.
What if it never comes?
What if it comes and breaks you all over again?
Are gay men doomed to be alone?
We learned to survive. To perform. To prove our worth.
But did we ever learn to love and be loved in return?
I don’t know your whole story. But I know you deserve more than survival.
I see you.
If you want to explore this more, I invite you to book a free call with me.
