February 2021
Seeing his pain, watching him grow and learn and navigate through it all, the word inspiring just does not cover it.
His trauma paints the walls a beautiful blue and my green eyes look on in awe. He is a true artist, I adore him but I cannot help looking back at the other room in this seemingly safe house. It’s covered in pieces of my heart and soul, bloodied from our battles, his infidelity’s and my drinking….such a drinking shame..
-B
