I am 40 years young and I am finally in the healthiest, most grown, romantic relationship of my life.
And I don’t mean one of those sterile, “independent” just living side by side kind of relationships or one of those codependent cray cray ones either (of which I had many prior to this). This is an actual union. And this is huge for me on every single level.
I suppose it’s better late than never, but for god’s sake – why did it take me so damn long?
Well, it took me so damn long because I was hurt.
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