In the year and a half that the Warrior Poet and I have been together, I’m managed to keep this part of me hidden from my love. It wasn’t a conscious decision for me to hide it from him; it just turned out that way. He just happened to catch me in a mostly good spell. And while I had occasional flare ups outside of his company, I had never showed signs of my movement disorder in front of him. He never had to see me at my weakest.
I never had to ask him the question I’d wound up having to ask several men before him: Are you really ready to love in sickness and in health?
Read the rest of my article at Singles Warehouse to find out if WP is ready to step up to the plate: