The Ones Who Give Too Much

I didn’t expect much from this date — I almost didn’t go. But across from me sat someone whose story stayed with me long after the check was paid.

A man shaped by early loss and quiet survival. Adopted into a world that never quite made room for him. Someone who learned to give and give… not because he had much to spare, but because he hoped it might make him worthy of the love and belonging he craved.

This isn’t a love story. It’s a moment of witnessing — a reminder that some people spend their whole lives trying to believe they matter. And sometimes, the most we can offer is simply to bear witness.