Back to, um, normal

My sweetie and I have managed to work our way through another crisis and are coming out of it strong. I will be visiting with her and her therapist, whom I already know and have formerly worked with, in a couple weeks. We are having fun together again. I hope we’re over it all, but I know better — for changes to be permanent requires work, and we both still have a lot of holes in our mental clothing. Keep praying for us, we’re going to get through this. We always do.

Update Sunday: Crisis is still up and down, like dying pond plants sucking the oxygen out of the pond. II still think we’ll make it. Sometimes it seems sweetie wants someone who looks like me but has no interests outside of paying attention to her. What made me the wonderful man I am today is what I did with my life, and it often seems I am not being given half a chance to do any of those things anymore.

Hugs,

Me