The best eight months…

You, my best man, you were the only person that has in the entirety of my life made me feel safe. You knew my story yet you never mocked me with it. You helped me build the confidence I’d lost, the self esteem the incessant abuse took from me, you were the family I wished protected me from my abusers. In you I found comfort, peace and a home. My struggling business has paid for my first Appartment. You’d have hugged me and said well done my smallie. RIP

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