Beautiful Boy

helplessness of watching someone you love slip away from you, over and over again, no matter how hard you try to hold on. there’s no easy fix, no grand redemption arc where love alone is enough to save the day. because that’s not how it works. loving someone doesn’t mean you can fix them. and that’s the hardest part, isn’t it? knowing that no matter how much you care, how much you want to save them, it’s not your battle to fight. recovery isn’t linear. and love, no matter how big, can’t be a substitute for healing. but still, you love. and still, you hope. because what else can you do? "you cannot save people. you can only love them."