When I first met Rob, I was lost in the stormiest period of my life, caught in the midst of a mental breakdown and fleeing from a life that felt utterly miserable and devoid of hope. I was a shadow of myself, unsure of where to turn or what steps to take next.
Unlike others who had crossed my path during those desperate times, Rob did not rush in to rescue me or offer immediate solutions. Instead, he chose a different approach—one of quiet patience and profound respect. He gave me the space to breathe, the freedom to make my own decisions, and the comfort to slowly find my footing again. His presence was gentle yet steadfast, never imposing his own direction or judgement upon me.
Through this patient and nurturing support, Rob allowed my confidence to blossom gradually. He encouraged me, not by guiding me directly, but by simply believing in my ability to find my own path. With every decision I made, every tentative step forward, I felt his silent strength backing me.
Over the past few years, Rob has been my unwavering rock, the foundation upon which I’ve rebuilt my life. Without him, I wouldn’t have found the courage or inspiration to write my books or paint my paintings—expressions of creativity that have brought immense healing. His presence alone helped me push back the darkness at a time when I’d already attempted to end it all and was perilously close to trying again.
I owe Rob a gratitude beyond words; he has given me the greatest gift imaginable—the freedom and strength to live fully again. No matter how deeply I thank him, it will never truly be enough.
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