As I'm starting to write about PCOS here (and I'd better get used to the idea of addressing it in public if I'm going to be talking about it onstage), I want to thank my boyfriend for standing by me. Adam's been there after nervewracking doctor's appointments, blood tests, and CT scans that left me nauseous, flushed and dizzy from stress. He held me and listened to me when I told him about a botched cosmetic procedure that had me blistered, swollen and frantic a world away from home, and he tells me I'm beautiful on the days I don't believe it myself.
I couldn't do what I'm doing without him. Baby, I love you.
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Awwww, shucks. I love ya baby!
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