He’s not just my Boyfriend.

The point of this post is the fact that no matter how poorly I am or no matter what hurdle we come across Ryan is always there for me, he is my shoulder to cry on, my rock that keeps me upright when I feel like I can no longer put up with the sh*t that comes my way. ┬áHe is the guy still offering support after endless amounts of job rejections because my illness is something that leaves me a liability in the work place. He is the one who pushed me to start blogging because he believed that through blogging I could show everyone that my illness doesn’t defy who I am and apart from a few bad days I can do pretty much everything healthy people can do.