Thank you. It really is. It started in bf1. I am colorblind (can't remember which) but bf1 blended together for me a lot. Made it harder to see folks. She came in clutch more than I can count.

She's the reason I have, I think 3 of the 4 horsemen dog tags.

And she's great overwatch when I am flying heli with my buddy Squash on bf6. She can spot an enemy heli the moment it comes out. Where as I am basically blind because of my sight.

And she's even gotten better at playing herself. Especially since we've worked on our communication skills and I have learned not to be so "harsh" sounding when she messes up a firefight and gets vented. And she's learned that I'm not trying to be mean, but get the point across that you gotta stay calm under fire.

Something I love about her is that she'll admit when she's wrong, even when I am the bigger asshole. She can sit there look me in the eyes and say "how you acted wasn't right, but I can see how I was acting made you act that way."

To be acknowledged, to be seen as human, to be loved even when flawed. I wouldn't trade it for the universe.

I'll never be able to pay this woman back for the love she has given me and the support she has shown me. I'll shutup now, as I could just go on about my partner.