So Thankful
As most American's did, I spent a lot of time yesterday thinking about what I have to be thankful for.
We have AMAZING friends who love us dearly. We have families that, for all their faults, want to be everything we need. I have an awesome therapist who says "fuck" in session and treats me like a friend with a problem instead of the next person in line from the "damaged goods" department. I proved to myself that I'm academically capable of graduate school and I'm damn good at rallying people into a motivated force.
I've learned that I matter. All of me. The good, the bad, and the ugly. And that, the bad really isn't so bad, and the ugly really isn't all that ugly. I've also learned that it's okay to put my feelings first. Mutual generosity is key, and that is what I've learned to work toward.
Mostly, I am so thankful for Justin. I'm thankful that he's here with me happy and healthy. I am thankful that he can hold my hand through moments of insanity and never waver in how much he loves me. I am grateful that he has encouraged me to get through these last semesters, and stands by my decision to focus on therapy before diving back in. I am comforted in knowing that no matter where life takes us, he will be right there with me. I couldn't ask for anything more.
For all the bitching and complaining I've done the last few months, I am a lucky, lucky lady. I have the love of my life, my friends, my family, food on the table and a roof over my head. I am one of the fortunate ones, and for that, I am thankful.
We have AMAZING friends who love us dearly. We have families that, for all their faults, want to be everything we need. I have an awesome therapist who says "fuck" in session and treats me like a friend with a problem instead of the next person in line from the "damaged goods" department. I proved to myself that I'm academically capable of graduate school and I'm damn good at rallying people into a motivated force.
I've learned that I matter. All of me. The good, the bad, and the ugly. And that, the bad really isn't so bad, and the ugly really isn't all that ugly. I've also learned that it's okay to put my feelings first. Mutual generosity is key, and that is what I've learned to work toward.
Mostly, I am so thankful for Justin. I'm thankful that he's here with me happy and healthy. I am thankful that he can hold my hand through moments of insanity and never waver in how much he loves me. I am grateful that he has encouraged me to get through these last semesters, and stands by my decision to focus on therapy before diving back in. I am comforted in knowing that no matter where life takes us, he will be right there with me. I couldn't ask for anything more.
For all the bitching and complaining I've done the last few months, I am a lucky, lucky lady. I have the love of my life, my friends, my family, food on the table and a roof over my head. I am one of the fortunate ones, and for that, I am thankful.