I suspect this is common for males and females:
My love life is a prime example of the saying “it will happen when you least expect it.”
Three weeks after being discharged from a psychiatric ward following a suicide attempt, I started a new relationship with my boyfriend, Ishy. We had been friends for about a year beforehand.
Understandably, the mental health workers involved with me at the time were horrified. I will admit, it was not an ideal time to get into a relationship considering I was quite vulnerable, but that was over seven years ago now and we are still going strong. He even put a ring on it back in 2013.
Over the years we have had plenty of laughs and new adventures, we have basically grown up together and shared our lives with each other. I can see how our relationship could possibly sound like some sort of fairy tale from what I am saying.
He has been there for me through it all
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