In 2015, I thought I met the love of my life. In retrospect, this was an impossibility for a multitude of reasons, but I didn’t know that back then.
What I knew at the time was this handsome man who seemed to have his life together came rushing into my life with what seemed, a single mission — to sweep me completely off my feet.
Leading up to our meeting, I’d been working hard on myself. I was taking my antidepressants/anti-anxiety meds, working with my personal trainer, journaling and meditating regularly.
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