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I'm head over heels. Getting here was a little bumpy, but communication led to resolutions that are working out just fine. He's trying and that's what matters. That he cares to try. And really, I'm impressed. I'm not as scared of that love word anymore. I still stutter over it sometimes, but I'm getting used to letting it out. It's a good feeling. Scary, but fulfilling.
I don't want to talk too much because I'm afraid that I'll jinx it. Plus, I want to keep it all mine.
Off to bed, therapy in the morning, then enjoying my last Monday off with the boyfriend before going back to 40 hour workweeks and getting up at 9. Sad. At least now I have my Fridays and Saturdays off.
I don't want to talk too much because I'm afraid that I'll jinx it. Plus, I want to keep it all mine.
Off to bed, therapy in the morning, then enjoying my last Monday off with the boyfriend before going back to 40 hour workweeks and getting up at 9. Sad. At least now I have my Fridays and Saturdays off.