My boyfriend showed up on my doorstep this morning out of the blue - he received a parcel that he had been eagerly waiting for the day before and today rushed over to give it to me. It was the Harlow Set from WKD!
When my facial rash started getting really bad and I began to be depressed over my looks, he decided to put in an order for it so that my self esteem could have a pick-me-up. He's not one of those guys who gives underwear for Valentine's day expecting that he'll get a free show out of it - rather, he understands that I feel good when I dress well, and that pretty undergarments make the best foundation (pardon the pun) for confidence.
I feel really, really lucky to have somebody in my life who doesn't just love me, but who encourages and teaches me to love myself and feel beautiful and worthy always. To use the analogy originally put forward by Mary Deluxe: I was lost and in a bad part of town, but a bus I didn't even know I was waiting for came along and offered me a ride out of there. To this day, I think that taking a chance on that bus was one of the best decisions I ever made. Okay, enough soppy stuff from me!