I don’t know where else to post this because for some reason it would seem so weird on any other platform but here it just seems right.
I’m laying in bed next to the love of my life who is already asleep because his shift starts at midnight and his hand is just resting on my thigh and I just want to tell you that it does get better.
That you will find the people that love and respect you for who you are no matter what your body looks like. That you won’t always be alone. There were so many years when I didn’t believe that, when I didn’t know what my life would end up being and I guess I still don’t but now I’m figuring it out with this man who loves me by my side.
Don’t give up. It gets better.