To The Man Who Saved Me From Myself
Because of you, I am so happy with who I am, and I am so happy with you being part of me.
By Christina Donati
I never expected that I would ever find that someone who would, as fairy tales say, “sweep me off my feet.”
I didn’t think a love as strong as Cinderella and Charming, Beauty and the Beast, or Ariel and Eric was possible.
These are just fairy-tales, but you? You are so real.
Before you I was lost in an abyss of trying to figure out who I was and what I wanted in life.
I often felt stranded, alone, even unsure of who I was meant to be, but you took all those uncertainties away.
Because of you, I am so strong, I am so certain, and I know exactly where I am headed.
Never again will I have to pull out a map for my own life to try and navigate where or who I am. You mapped me entirely on your own.
Honestly, I’m not really sure where I would even be without you.
I don’t think I would be as successful and hardworking as I am now, and that’s because before you, I never had the motivation to even try and succeed.
You gave me reason to try, and you gave me reason to persevere.
I am who I am because I wanted to do everything I could to be the perfect person for you, and you have never made me feel imperfect, not even for a single moment.
You are the person I lean on for strength.
Before you, and anytime I am without you, I feel myself becoming weak.
This is because you are the pillar holding me up so strong and sturdy.
Your strength has me able to face and concur anything that comes my way, and it steadies me straight so that I can appear confidently to anything I must bear.
I have you to thank you.
Because of you, I am so happy with who I am, and I am so happy with you being part of me.
I want you to know that there is never a moment that I am not proud to call you mine.
Just like I try to be for you, you are absolutely perfect to me.
Don’t ever doubt my love and loyalty for you because there is no reason for me to stray, not when I can call someone as amazing as you, mine.
You saved me from myself. Without you, I am destructive.
I will pull all of the bricks from my dwelling apart so that I am left with a bare frame where the cold wind and waters can fill me up.
Not because it is intentional, but because I am lost and empty without you.
So thank you.
Thank you for taking me as an empty house and completing me with warmth and structure.
Thank you for loving me as much as you do.
Thank you, for saving me from myself.
Christina Donati is a writer whose work has been featured on Thought Catalog, Diply, Narcity, MTL Blog, and Unwritten. For more of her content, visit her author profile on Unwritten.