i know when i blog sometimes it comes out all fucked up. the things i type out don't always coincide with the reality of the situations. please know that when you read them, i'm writing them through the eyes of someone that is very upset because she doesn't have a hold on her emotions, not because someone has done something to upset her to that extent. i'm going to be going away this weekend, if all goes well... please all cross your fingers for me, and will be out of state for two weeks... again, cross your fingers, and toes and anything else... i'm happy. this is what i wanted all along. just to know i'd see him. to know he loves me. and when i'm calm, i know all of that. when i'm happy, i know all of that... when i'm upset, i'm not sure of anything. he really is wonderful, and a sweetheart, and he is there for me when i need him. he's going through the stress of moving, i know i mentioned the not calling thing, but when you're moving, you don't have time to txt and call someone 100 times a day... i'm a clingy bitch... i will txt him and txt him and call him, and really, i don't know how he puts up with it, and sometimes, i wouldn't call me back either. but i love him. and that's what's important right now. he makes me feel alive. i spent some time reading through archives of conversations, and i realized that when he and i aren't stressed... we're fucking great... i don't handle stress well, and the stress of him moving is hitting me harder than i realized, and it doesn't go well with his stress... and his is the greater of the two. i magnify my own issues to make it seem like i'm the victim. i know i do this. i'm sorry for that. to all of you. because it doesn't give you a true look into what goes on. i'm not a victim. i have my good days too. today is one of those days. don't let yourself be a victim either.
~Sin