It's not his responsibility to break down your walls. It's not his responsibility to prove he's not like the men before him. It's not his responsibility to understand and unwind you. It's not his responsibility to love you just as you are and take on your shit. It's not his responsibly to fix you. It's not his responsibility to mend your broken heart and put your broken pieces back together again. You need to take care of that shit yourself.
His job is to prove he's trustworthy, safe, stable. His job is to show you how he reacts to stress and pressure. It's his job to prove he can 'handle' a woman like you without yelling, fighting or running away. It's his job to hold space so you can allow your emotions to move through you. Its his job to hold you, allow you to lean on him, gather strength from his power. It's his job to be centred, focused, and confident. It's his job to be purposeful, stand up in front of the world and claim what he's here to do.
