I’m a painter.
I’m an artist.
A writer in the making.
I’m a mother.
I’m a wife.
I’m a lover.
I’m a very strong person…now.
I went through a lot of heart break and pain to get to where I am today.
I was cheated on by Kylie’s biological father.
I had not one clue until after we broke up.
I went to get tested and found out the most devastating news.
He gave me herpes.
Herpes, what an ugly fucking name.
I didn’t ask for this. Why me?
I bawled for days trying to figure out how I’m going to ever be loved.
I would take long showers just crying, trying to wash everything off.
All the filth. Maybe if I wash hard enough it will disappear.
I’m ugly. I’m marked. I’m disgusting. I couldn’t even look at myself.
I’ve gone through lots of shit, but that day I found out was the biggest heartbreak.
Until it wasn’t.
Jon came along.
Walked right into my life.
He seen me. He seen right through me. He wanted to know me. He showed me that it wasn’t going to define me. He loves me for my heart. There was no pity. I didn’t want it. Just love and laughs until our faces hurt.
All I wanted was to feel better.
My prayers were answered. I found a man that loves me.
For all of me.