Any time you claim someone as “yours,” you are invariably bypassing a feeling.
There is some insecurity, some discomfort, some idea that you can’t do it or make it on your own. That clenched grasp is exactly what holds you back, keeps you earthbound.
Every possibility lives within you, but the clutching at “mine” slams the door on it, shuts out the force that could lift you, move you, and make you soar.