Originally published on Meds, Mugs & Musings.

Something happened to me.

I fell in love and then we bloomed.

Blooming like two beautiful flowers, connected by the most precious thing this world has to hold and to give; love.

It’s taught me just how amazing, beautiful and healthy the romantic type of love can be for ME too; it’s not too much to ask to be loved that way and to be loved well. And she does it so well, as if it’s easy and not a chore like the world had taught me before.

I thought I’d say a big “screw you” to the world and its ill teaching of me and my worth, that I was finally starting to see who my family and best friend saw – a good, worthy person, that maybe I was starting to be kind to myself. But the truth is I have a long way to go.

I read this the other day and it hit hard. It’s always pictured like, after a toxic relationship, you’re just more grateful for the entire beauty and warmth of a healthy one. And, whilst those things definitely do exist, it’s far more complex than that and at times it’s damn hard.

But it doesn’t scare me.

I know my girlfriend and I will fight through those things (and whatever else we or either of us) may face together and we’ll get out the other side. I believe in us and so does she.

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