My Best Friend Never Grew Past Age Eight, and No One Believed He’d Find Love — But I Did

changed.

“Do not use that word with me.”

I looked away.

He continued.

“You are injured. That is not the same as being a burden.”

“You do not know what this feels like.”

“I do,” he said. “I know what it feels like when people decide your body makes your life inconvenient.”

He was right.

For years, I’d defended Noah whenever strangers underestimated him.

Then continue reading …