As a child, I learned not to trust anyone. Then I found my best friends. They became my family, and one of them became something more. Lincoln Ramirez has been beside me through everything. He knows my past, understands my PTSD, and loves me without asking me to be anyone other than myself. I wish loving him made the memories disappear. It doesn't. So I'm finally doing the work I should have done a long time ago, not because Linc needs me to change, but because I want everything with him. A future. A marriage. A life where we don't have to hide. The past may always be part of me. But it doesn't get to decide what comes next.
