"He took up a lot of space. Moving around us. Weaving in and out of the aisles. Some ladies were annoyed. An old man behind us snickered and under his breath said, ‘hurry up.’"
Loving someone the way you want to be loved, doesn’t always work. My husband and I view love so differently, but you know what? I think we’re going to be okay.
"The next morning he woke up and wasn’t feeling good. I assumed it was all the excitement from the day before. The last words he ever said to us were 'I love you too.'"
"I, personally, feel so isolated by the image society has created for me, scared that in these moments when I should feel like I need to reach out for help, I will be judged instead."
