That feeling of finally finding the one you trust and the love of your life, your absolute soul mate is wonderful. I can vouch they do exist. It is not fiction or fairytale, although sometimes I’m lucky enough to think it is. The fear of ruining it, losing it to Bipolar and it taking away everything, sucking out the fun, love and breath of fresh air this man brings to my life.
My inner bitch telling me I am not good enough for this man, that I’m punching way above my weight here.
Let me introduce you to Hubby, he’s a mans man, a proper man all manly with a beard and big strong shoulders and arms, the kind that wrap around you and protect you from the world. He is tall and drop dead gorgeous, he has an ass to die for I could look at for hours! He…
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