I'm going to tell him. I have to. More likely than not, I'll be braced in a couple of weeks. As much as I'd like to, I can't freaking hide this anymore. I'll tell him the truth. But God, guys, am I scared. What if Damien was right? What if nobody can care about me like this? What if he walks away, decides I'm not worth it? I was wrong. I'm not scared. I'm freaking terrified. Because soon, he won't be the only one who know the truth. And that is enough to leave me shaking. Because once, someone told me I'm worthless if I'm broken.
And I believed him.
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Bent, Not Broken: My Scoliosis Story (among other things)
SaggisticaThis is a true story. I wish I could say it were some beautiful romance, or a story of triumph. But it's not. It's mine. It's a roller coaster ride of ups and downs, a dizzying spin of doctors, loves, and hurt. I can't guarantee you a happy ending...
