I've also been sick with the longest flu I've ever had, but she's been taking care of me and I've been trying to take care of her. Which has been so nice, I'm used to struggling on my own.
Theres definitely still part of me that's waiting for some inevitable doom, like when and how will this niceness be taken from me...
Will she panic and run away, will our varying traumas and mental health issues drive us apart, will her parents kidnap her and throw her in conversion therapy.... She has a tendency to catastrophize a bit, but what she doesn't realise is I do too. I am just quieter about it and hope for the best.
We are planning on moving in together soon, but in the mean time we are trapped in this weird limbo where she's living out of suitcases and between my bedroom and our friends house.
I know it wears on her a lot, and I wish I could fix it all for us.
So anyway, that's the update, I'm simultaneously over the moon and kinda stressed. So hey universe, for your second miracle can you find a way to get us our own little nest.
Love,
Abigail
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