You made it easy for me to trust you, to be vulnerable with you. When I cried, you accepted every tear and let me cry until I couldn’t anymore.
Thank you for staying despite the countless flaws. And thank you for accepting them. All of them, without asking for more than a peck on the cheek and a gentle hug.
Thank you for the emotional pain that seemed to leave wounds all over my body, for I know now the freedom of opening up to vulnerability.
This is for every man that has taught us to love ourselves, in all our shapes and forms and flaws and inequalities, and encouraged us to never stop fighting.
Don’t settle. That’s what I learned from you.
As I sit down and think about all the women in my life – from my mom and sister to all the friends, the lovers and the rest – they give it their all.
It was hugely influential to me, to see this brilliant and dynamic woman who, like me, had bipolar disorder and struggled with very human things.
Thank you for forcing me to chase my dreams, instead of you.
I don’t thank you for cheating. But I thank you for the resulting hurt. Because now I know I can feel.
Thank you for the words you left unsaid, as it left me to fill my world with twice as many.