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Still fairly blank in the emotions-sense, but Alex has made me some tea and I am looking forward to seeing people tonight. There shall be sweet potato. I like sweet potato. There shall be chatting and hugs. I like chatting and hugs.
And there will be sleeping in my own bed rather than on the floor, because even if I can't manage to sort out the sheets, I can have help in sorting them out. When you have a king-size duvet to wrangle, it can seem like a completely uncomprehendable task, especially when your brain is putting most of its RAM into emotions:sorting.
Me and Alex have been together for two years now. I am glad of this. We've gone from 'I just got out of a super-intense long-distance relationship, so this is entirely casual and I am not your girlfriend and if anyone says I am I shall berate them at length!' (ha) to cooking most of our meals together and it being entirely natural to go weeks without spending a night apart, through learning to talk about boundaries and wants and expectations and changes, signing the contract to move in together (and be jointly responsible for the rent and bills rather than having set shares) but spending two months trying to scrape together the spoons and time to get some furniture and actually move back in, and various other people coming in and out of our lives.
I love Alex. We've settled into a very comfortable sort of relationship now, but it's good and stable (though there'll be changes again when he graduates) and makes me very happy.
People who make one happy are in short supply sometimes. It's good to have some that stick around and that you can make happy right back. My feelings might be a bit muted right now because I'm too tired to feel them, but I am very, very glad for the people around me who are awesome and do things which make me happy. I hope to return the favour when I'm less walking around in a daze. :)
And there will be sleeping in my own bed rather than on the floor, because even if I can't manage to sort out the sheets, I can have help in sorting them out. When you have a king-size duvet to wrangle, it can seem like a completely uncomprehendable task, especially when your brain is putting most of its RAM into emotions:sorting.
Me and Alex have been together for two years now. I am glad of this. We've gone from 'I just got out of a super-intense long-distance relationship, so this is entirely casual and I am not your girlfriend and if anyone says I am I shall berate them at length!' (ha) to cooking most of our meals together and it being entirely natural to go weeks without spending a night apart, through learning to talk about boundaries and wants and expectations and changes, signing the contract to move in together (and be jointly responsible for the rent and bills rather than having set shares) but spending two months trying to scrape together the spoons and time to get some furniture and actually move back in, and various other people coming in and out of our lives.
I love Alex. We've settled into a very comfortable sort of relationship now, but it's good and stable (though there'll be changes again when he graduates) and makes me very happy.
People who make one happy are in short supply sometimes. It's good to have some that stick around and that you can make happy right back. My feelings might be a bit muted right now because I'm too tired to feel them, but I am very, very glad for the people around me who are awesome and do things which make me happy. I hope to return the favour when I'm less walking around in a daze. :)