Every milestone, I’ve had him by my side. Through the good, the bad and the horrifying, he’s held my hand. He’s cried with me, he’s held me and made me laugh until I forget the pain. He’s made it his life purpose to see me smile. Even when I hated myself, that man dragged me out of my head. On days I didn’t want anyone to speak to me, he made sure I still knew he loved me. That I was worthy of it. He spoke louder than the voices telling me I was useless and ugly.
