i think the part of me that was stuck feeling unlovable has just fixed itself. i’ve spent ages in fear that i was going to die alone, on a horrid border between total isolation and having one girl who i loved endlessly who i constantly feared didn’t love me back, but i’ve just… normalised.

i know she loves me. she loves me more than anything. no matter how bad things have gotten, she has always loved me since we met.

i never thought i’d say something so sappy, but my giving up on love was foolish. love really does find a way.