galiger's Journal

Well after my last entry, I fell into a funk.  I spent the majority of my Friday and Saturday on the couch feeling shitty and eating junk food.  It wasn't until Saturday afternoon, that Rob (my absolutely wonderful boyfriend) came over to the couch and asked me what was wrong.  I replied with the completely dishonest "nothing", so he continued to hold me until the walls came crashing down and I started to cry.  And I continued to cry silently until I finally got the words out.  I explained my recent frustrations and fears and how angry I was, and that because I don't know how to deal with anger, it turns into sadness. 

He just held me, and let me talk it all out, cry it out, and when I was done, he told me he loved me, and to never doubt it,  and even though life seems so hard, and seems impossible, we are gonna be okay; that he is here for me, and he wishes more than anything else, he could take this pain away. 

Of course all this made me want to cry again, but not because I was sad or mad, but because I can't believe I've found this amazing man who loves me so much and knows exactly how to make me feel better when I'm down.  There isn't a day that goes by that I don't sit and think about how lucky I am to have him.  Because life would suck without him.

It will be our first anniversery in two weeks.  That thought alone, makes me smile.