Little did my wife know that I had been concealing a significant part of my life from her – the fact that I had no legs. It was a secret I had kept hidden for years, fearing how she would react and unsure of how to broach the topic.
I had become a master of disguising my disability, using prosthetic limbs to create the illusion of normalcy. But the time had come to reveal my truth and confront the fear of rejection. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but I hoped that our love would prevail, transcending physical limitations and strengthening the bond we shared.
Little did my wife know that I had been concealing a significant part of my life from her – the fact that I had no legs. It was a secret I had kept hidden for years, fearing how she would react and unsure of how to broach the topic. I had become a master