To the light of my life, I say thank you.
Thank you for that first chance. For that first date. I had a blast, and I know you did too; your smile spoke volumes to me.
I know it’s only been a year, and I don’t wanna gush too much, cause I know somebody’s gonna get pissed off. But to them, I say FUCK YOU.
Here’s a dildo to go fuck yourself with.
He’s just been a candle in the darkness of a haunted mansion-
Okay. Fine. That works. XD
He’s just… Amazing. A blessing. He truly is.
He’s helped me overcome my disdain towards men, and has loved me despite my glaring flaws: my depression, anxiety, and my paranoia. He’s taken our relationship at MY pace, he wants me to feel comfortable and not pressured to do anything.
And he’s done something that has forever changed me. He’s helped me become comfortable with my sexuality, and has been holding my hand and helped me realize that I’m a rape survivor, not a rape victim, and that I’m worth something, and can be worth something to someone. He’s helped me feel beautiful. Like a princess. Like goddess. Like I’m worthwhile to be with. I never thought anyone would wanna be with me. Like my rape turned me into a shattered L’Oiseleur doll**. He’s found my missing pieces and has painstakingly but them back into me.
I could just go on and on. But I won’t; everyone who’s heard me knows all this and then some. XD
But let me just say this: Never in my life have I ever felt so secure in any relationship, nor have I ever been in love with being in a relationship, if that makes sense. But, I can see myself in a relationship with this man for quite a long time.
I just wish that I could do for him, what he has done for me.
Thank you, Drakatha. For an amazing year. And here’s to many more. <3
** = L’Oiseleur dolls are dolls worth as much as $6+ Million.