To those who never left

To all of you, my dearest, who have never left my side
You, relentless shoulders
You, who fed me and bathed me and kept me from hurting myself
You, who are now drenched in my tears
You, who received my diagnosis with me
You, who asked me everyday how I was
You, who made me laugh after days of apathy
You, who never once pointed out that I was bipolar as a problem
You, who have never seen me as something to be fixed
You, who gently kissed my cheek after tucking me in at night
You, who watched over me, loved me, hated me, cried for me, worried about me, and even through all the catastrophes, stayed.
Staying, sweet or sour, is the strongest display of love.

I love you.

Thank you for never leaving me.