You said when you first met me you could see all the crap but that you could also see through it and you’ve always believed in me. And that I could have done it without you but that’s not true cause I was drowning and all I had left was to pray. Then I met you.
Though I bet you had no idea what a project I would be, yet you stuck with me through bouts of depression, anxiety, chronic fatigue. And listened to me, as I chewed your ear off telling you my story about his abuse and his unashamed sexual deviance; incest, bestiality, pornography. How he was never challenged and his behaviour become increasingly brazen. How I hated coming home knowing my father was there and how much courage it took me to leave because the panic attacks made me scared to go out.
You taught me about kindness and generosity and what it’s like to have someone on my side, who believes me. You were always there for me, in so many ways, steadfast. You saved my life.
I love you and I will always hold you in my heart!