All my life I been abused and used by men, I’m tired of it and I won’t pretend. A friend of mine always encouraged me to get out of toxic relationships, my eyes black and blue, swollen face and burse lips. I always have to run to my friend’s house to get away from my abusive spouse.
I found comfort in her arms, a comfort I can’t find in a male, her words of motivation strengthen me and help me to prevail. What changed everything is when she kissed me, I was shocked, but for some reason I kissed her back. Never thought I would be attracted to same sex, but her touch eased my stress.
I remembered I once beaten till I’m unconscious, woke up in hospital, three broken ribs and damaged spinal. I told myself I hate men, I survived that ordeal and the relationship came to an end, I try time and time again but the same trend.
I never expect another woman to bring me comfort, never thought her kiss could make me forget about the hurt. Never thought I would crave a woman’s touch at night, never thought I would need her reassurance that everything will be alright.
I used to say same sex attraction is twisted, I learn never to judge nor blacklisted. All my life I see myself with a man; look at me now, in the arms of a woman, she holds me down firmer than any man can. Keep me focus and pushed me to the next level like syllabus.
My best friend is now my lover, my rock, my strong tower and motivator. Believe in me more than how I believe in myself, she’s all I need and no one else, if I can’t have her I rather be by myself. love is a strange thing, it is gender blind, strange enough you are mine.

written by Donovan Broderick
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