Baited breath

Did things really change for the better? It seems that when I lost my composure completely he finally understood.

Moonlight and roses? Mostly.

Understanding? Yes.

I am scared. Maybe it is my fears that caused the problems and now that they are out in the open, we are addressing them. We're facing both our fears. Told them to come and sit on our laps, look them right in the eye and make them small and insignificant like they deserve to be.

I am still scared. Don't want to get hurt again. Time is my best friend these days.

Today's the anniversary of Abby's death and amazingly I am coping, kinda. It is not our time of the year for rain, but it seems that the universe is mourning with me. It's a bleak day out and it's raining.

G is helping me cope. Being very supportive and has been cheering me on to NOT take the day off. Wasn't all & all a bad idea. I actually feel semi-okay.

My life is weird and I don't understand it, but it's one hell of an interesting ride!