I have not always been the best person. My family seems to resent my very existence, my many false starts which ended in failure, the shame and despair that consume much of my life. But, there’s always been some hope that has allowed me to crawl onward, a bent and broken person held together by force of will.
Recently, I met someone like me. Similar story. Someone who was resented, not loved. Someone who could love the human-shaped monster that was me. She has been my saviour. But she too battles despair and pain. I hope… together, we have enough hope between us to always go […]