I feel your tears staining my white tshirt as I hold you closer against me. I stroke your back, trying to calm you down.

We had a big argument just a few minutes ago, it wasn’t even about something significant, but you were really upset. It wasn’t until you broke down sobbing that I knew something else was wrong. You told me about your mental health issues.

“We’ll be alright, princess” I mumble against your hair and give you a soft kiss on the top of your head.