Not much private time for a full length post, so here’s one of the images that has haunted me since I was quite little.
It’s a lovely, soft angel comforting or calming a dark, scarred cyborg-angel. (Captain Obvious here.) It represents to me the feeling I have yearned for my entire life: needing someone to protect me who in turn needs me to care for them. Someone willing to fight for me, even fight against me if needed for my own well-being. Someone who is powerful but revels in my complete acceptance of them, takes comfort from my being willing to do anything for them.
It is a lot to ask for, unfortunately.