Tightly to my bosom

All of a sudden I'm getting support. I'm not used to being supported, accepted. Hell, I'm a playwright. Rejection is constant and predictable so when I'm not rejected, it's a shock. It's almost as hard to accept as the rejections. I just got into something and I'm not sure they'll let me do it because I'm going into Juilliard and if they do let me do it should I feel guilty for having too much support? It's so hard to get support that when it comes I grab it with both hands and hold it tightly to my bosom. That's right. I said bosom.