You have to love her. You have to love her when she sleeps til noon because she was up late. You have to love her when she doesn’t have the energy to do anything but lay in bed. You have to love her when she didn’t shave today. You have to love her when her thighs are hairy because the sensation of shaving them is too much for her to handle. You have to love her when she spends a day playing games because working is too overwhelming. You have to love her when people assume the worst of her. You have to love her when the world turns against her. You have to love her when she feels powerless and alone and abandoned. You have to love her unconditionally.











