I met my wife when we were both sixteen years old. She quickly became my everything. Twenty years later, she still is. Â
Everyone thought Lynn was the crazy one. They warned me from the moment I met her that, one day, she would break me. I didnât care. I wanted her and all her crazy. Always.Â
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Ultimately, some of our relationship was based on truths only the two of us knew, and that was unavoidable.
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No matter what, I always knew one thing was true -- I loved Lynn with all my heart.
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What no one saw was that my crazy far surpassed Lynnâs. I just held mine close to my heart. I held it in shadow while Lynn wore hers in the sun, but I knew it was there, right beneath the surface.  I just never told anyone. Â
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I always thought what Lynn didnât know wouldnât hurt herâĻ until it did.
In the end, her crazy didn't break me. Mine did.