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Yesterday Eric made me feel great. I am constantly racked with guilt because I feel as though I'm the reason Eric and Christa are drfiting apart...if it wasn't for me then she'd come over, and she'd call and the two of them would (have) remained as close as ever. Then I remember something...IT'S NOT MY PROBLEM! And then I feel better. Eric reminds me that he loves living with me, and our situation here is ideal. We love each other's company and cannot imagine living with anyone else. Even when we get a little (even though I hate this word) miffed at each other I wouldn't trade what we have here for anything. Yesterday was just a lovely reminder that I mean something...to quote my old self, I'm not everything to someone, but I'm something to those that matter. It has taken me a long time to get where I am, and despite all my terrible experiences I wouldn't trade any of them for anything because without what happened I might not be living here with (who I'm not going to refer to as) my best friend who loves me and who I love. I feel happy. Go me.