Why I love feederism

Love isn't always spoken in grand gestures. Sometimes it looks like an extra scoop of mashed potatoes, the last slice of pizza quietly offered across the table, or someone remembering exactly how you like your coffee. Being fed is its own kind of love; a gentle way of saying, I want you full & I want you cared for. In every homemade meal and every shared bite, there's a quiet promise that says, I'll help carry you, one plate at a time.