A GUY ASKED ME TO DANCE AT PROM WHEN NO ONE ELSE WANTED TO BECAUSE OF THE SCARS ON MY FACE — THE NEXT MORNING, HIS PARENTS SHOWED UP AT MY HOUSE WITH THE POLICE.

And we danced anyway.

Because sometimes the person who changes your life doesn’t arrive by rescuing you from the fire.

Sometimes they simply walk toward you when everyone else is walking away.

Sometimes they hold out a hand.

And sometimes, for one beautiful moment, you realize you were never something that needed to be fixed.

You were someone who deserved to be seen.

Exactly as you were.

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