The Weight of It All

by N.R. Walker

Whenever you find yourself doubting how far you can go, just remember how far you have come. Remember everything you have faced, all the battles you have won, and all the fears you have overcome.

How could I have spent the last eight years with someone and feel alone?

You know what’s worse than being alone?” She squeezed my hands. “What’s that?” “Being with someone and being alone at the same time.”

“I want to see your eyes when I’m inside you.”

Let me be clear about something. My contentment did not come from weight loss. It came from accepting myself, and that was something Reed had taught me to differentiate.

HENRY, I’LL RUN TO THE FINISH LINE WITH YOU ANY DAY. And there was Reed, on bended knee holding a ring in his hand. “Marry me,” he said.