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My fiancé proposed to me in a floodlit ruined castle by the ocean 12 years after we first met, with a ring I chose myself. During that time he has commuted 3+ hours on public transportation each Friday to visit me then goes back home on the Sunday as he doesn’t drive and my severe mental illness means I can’t. I’ve gone up four dress sizes due to my medication and often am angry, sad and unapproachable yet he chooses to spend each weekend with me. We don’t know when I’ll be well enough to live without my Mum who is my full time carer but he says he will wait as I’m his soul mate. I love him very much.

The night he proposed in a floodlit ruined castle by the ocean.

My fiancé proposed to me in a floodlit ruined castle by the ocean 12 years after we first met, with a ring I chose myself. During that time he has commuted 3+ hours on public transportation each Friday to visit me then goes back home on the Sunday as he doesn’t drive and my severe mental illness means I can’t. I’ve gone up four dress sizes due to my medication and often am angry, sad and unapproachable yet he chooses to spend each weekend with me. We don’t know when I’ll be well enough to live without my Mum who is my full time carer but he says he will wait as I’m his soul mate. I love him very much.

The night he proposed in a floodlit ruined castle by the ocean.