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10. Write about your proudest moment.
The weekend in Sydney with my boyfriend when we first realised we were in love.
I felt, as of that weekend, that I had seen every side of him that I needed to see in order to come to this conclusion.
I saw that he was and would be everything I could and would need him to be.
On the train home on Sunday afternoon, in our hungover state, I lay across his lap listening to the new Biffy Clyro album (no jibes here people, I'm not a newcomer to the 'stadium sensation', don't judge) as he slept (probably snoring), and I clearly remember thinking that it was one of the happiest moments of my life.
I had never been more proud. And it was all because I felt (and still feel) so lucky to be with such a loving, gentle, generous, thoughtful, beautiful and selfless man.
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