For years, I let my wrath and self-loathing fuel my every move. I hurt people. I said and did terrible things. I pushed myself to the brink of death over and over. I’m not proud of the person I was, but it was that chaotic maelstrom of mistakes that lead me to her, so I can’t regret it entirely. All I can do is vow to be better moving forward. To spend every day earning her love, earning this happiness, and to never take any of it for granted.
