A little over a year ago, I was in a very bad place in my life. I was in an on-and-off sexually and verbally abusive relationship. After almost two years of abuse and depression, I wanted out of this toxic relationship, but I did not know how or where to start. I've tried in the past, but I was constantly lured back in with broken promises. This relationship felt nearly impossible to escape because I was afraid to tell anyone what I was experiencing for months. I started to believe everything he ever done to me was my fault and that I did something to deserve it or that's at least what he pinned into my head. Over the summer, I tried talking to new people while we were broken up, but I felt as if I was betraying him in some way, so I isolated myself from others, in hope he would come around and be better for us. Over and over again, he proved me wrong. I felt like a fool because he was never going to be ready and I was tired of waiting.
Senior year came around and I decided I wanted my last year of high school to be fun, I wanted to meet new people, I wanted to go to parties, and I wanted to move on. I was over of being mentally drained and restrained. I started to talk to new people, but I felt like I didn't click with anyone. It wasn't until I met Jacob. I was at this high school for a year now and I have never encountered him. All of my friends thought he was so hilarious and good looking, but I just saw him as awkward and average. I was not looking for a relationship because I was still heartbroken over my last one. Jacob and I had one class together, Chicago History, and it was probably one of the best classes that year. I was surrounded by some of my closest friends at the time. It was such a stress reliever. Little did I know, I would soon be hanging with this "average" boy outside of school at 3 a.m. and eventually start venting to him. That was a huge stress reliever too. I soon started to develop feelings for this "average" boy. My ex tried to interfere many times because he realized what he lost, but it was too late, I was head over heels for this "average" boy.
At times, I do think it was too soon because I allowed my brokenness to hurt him too. But maybe, just maybe... it was worth it? It was worth the pain and tears because we are strong, one of the strongest couples. No words could ever describe my thanks and love to you. You are the man who saved me from my tower surrounded by a dragon, you are the man I prayed to God for, and you are the man that saved my life. If I hadn't met you, I do not know where I would be right now, probably still lost. Thank you for loving me for who I am and showing me what love really is. I love you so much.