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So it's been about 3 months since I've posted anything.
This used to be a place for me to come to write things that I couldn't talk about with anyone else.. A place to vent.. to express what I didn't think anyone would care to hear, or to try to understand.
So, today it hits me: I don't need a place like that anymore.
Last week I had a mini-crisis.. the first I've had in quite a while. Frank, being the great guy that he is, notices something is different and sits me down and asks me what's going on.. what's wrong. I didn't want to talk about it.. One, I had no idea what was wrong.. I just didn't feel right.. and two, I didn't want to bring any drama to our relationship. I didn't want him to see even a glimpse of how I used to be. I'm so scared sometimes that it will peek through. Anyway.. he assured me that he wouldn't judge me, that he wanted to figure out what was upsetting me, because it was upsetting him, too. That he loved me, regardless. And that he already knew I was crazy lol
Anyway.. He took the time to talk it out with me and we figured out what was up, and life went back to normal.
I have someone who loves me for me. Even when I'm crazy. Even when I'm silly. Even when I'm sad. And especially when I'm cute and cuddly. He listens. He genuinely cares and wants to see me happy.
I am such a different person today.. and I have him to thank for who I am. He has taught me the art of patience. The joy of working together in love. The importance of friendship and family. He has shown to me that a minute spent in sadness or anger is 60 seconds of time we could have spent in happiness or love. It still astounds me that we don't fight, we don't cry, we don't have any crazy negative moments. If there's an issue starting, we discuss it like adults, and it gets dealt with. And things are back to being ridiculously happy. You are amazing.
Words cannot express how much I love you, Frank.
As a friend first.. and as my partner.
You have set me free.
You have taught me how to love.
This used to be a place for me to come to write things that I couldn't talk about with anyone else.. A place to vent.. to express what I didn't think anyone would care to hear, or to try to understand.
So, today it hits me: I don't need a place like that anymore.
Last week I had a mini-crisis.. the first I've had in quite a while. Frank, being the great guy that he is, notices something is different and sits me down and asks me what's going on.. what's wrong. I didn't want to talk about it.. One, I had no idea what was wrong.. I just didn't feel right.. and two, I didn't want to bring any drama to our relationship. I didn't want him to see even a glimpse of how I used to be. I'm so scared sometimes that it will peek through. Anyway.. he assured me that he wouldn't judge me, that he wanted to figure out what was upsetting me, because it was upsetting him, too. That he loved me, regardless. And that he already knew I was crazy lol
Anyway.. He took the time to talk it out with me and we figured out what was up, and life went back to normal.
I have someone who loves me for me. Even when I'm crazy. Even when I'm silly. Even when I'm sad. And especially when I'm cute and cuddly. He listens. He genuinely cares and wants to see me happy.
I am such a different person today.. and I have him to thank for who I am. He has taught me the art of patience. The joy of working together in love. The importance of friendship and family. He has shown to me that a minute spent in sadness or anger is 60 seconds of time we could have spent in happiness or love. It still astounds me that we don't fight, we don't cry, we don't have any crazy negative moments. If there's an issue starting, we discuss it like adults, and it gets dealt with. And things are back to being ridiculously happy. You are amazing.
Words cannot express how much I love you, Frank.
As a friend first.. and as my partner.
You have set me free.
You have taught me how to love.