So, I’m sorry if you thought your family and friends were the best. Ever.
It’s simply not true.
Because I am the lucky possessor of the most remarkable support group in the history of the world.
Fuck that. In the history of the universe.
This incredible and diverse group of people offer every conceivable form of support when I am in peril, from wiping my tears, texting me three times a day to make sure I eat, offering to inflict an immense amount of pain on those who have hurt me, sending me stupid things to make me laugh, offering me a sympathetic ear, writing something beautiful for me, making me dinner, organising girl’s nights, (and organising boy’s nights for that matter…), and just generally being the amazing people that they are.
You know who you are. And I want you to know that you rock my world in the following ways:
Absolutely, completely, soulfully yours,