I wanted to hear my name said kindly

Dear Delyara, Today I wanted something so small it almost embarrassed me to notice it. I wanted someone to say my name kindly. Not because I was in crisis. Not because I needed saving. Just because I have felt so functional lately, so managed by tasks, so present only in useful forms, that I suddenly craved one simple sign of tenderness. A gentle voice can do a lot when you are starving for softness. More than people realize.