SO MY BOYFRIEND
has vitiligo, and one day he caught me looking at it, (It's on his neck and spreading to his ear and towards his chest) He said, “I know. It’s ugly and getting bigger... I wish I could get rid of it... It makes me self-conscious...ect.” We’ve been together for two years now and he thinks that matters to me. I looked at him and I said, “It isn’t ugly, sure it’s spreading, but, it’s beautiful. It makes you unique. I happen to love you just the way you are.” I reached out and touched it. “It’s like a tattoo that’s origional and one that no one else will ever have. It’s you.” Then I hug him as tight as I can... (Although it’s a little awkwatd, my head comes up to his shoulder.)














