When Larissa met Ian at college in 2005, she never dreamed she'd one day be his wife ... and his caretaker. After a tragic accident left Ian without the ability to speak, walk or care for himself, she did what any woman in love would do: she married him.
"There will always be the older white woman in Walmart who stared at us with sheer disgust, or the African-American mother who looked at us and just shook her head.”
"The body he fell in love with was toned, it had muscles, there were no stretch marks on my postpartum belly, none on my boobs, no gut from muscle separation."
"My daughter would question me as to why I wasn’t wearing a two-piece bathing suit. I would tell her 'Mommy just doesn’t feel comfortable in it,' and when she would push for me to explain what I meant I would just deflect the conversation and bring up a new topic."
“Someone once told me they couldn’t believe I had managed to land a guy as good looking as my husband, Drew Kutcher. I’ll be honest that I was taken aback... Why should I, a curvy girl get him?"
"His phone was maybe 12 inches from my face and he proceeded to text someone that he was sitting next to 'a smelly fatty.' Before I knew it, I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face."
"I felt embarrassed. Embarrassed that after a year and a half of four to five days a week at the gym, I now look like this, ashamed at how I've 'let myself go' since the pandemic started."
