This guy is phenomenal, yeah? Yeah. So of course, since all I've known in relationships in Kansas is a bit of happiness followed by severe hurt, I'm worrying myself to fits of tears that I'm going to get hurt yet again. Seems to be a steady pattern. I need to be happy, even though a happy Goth is kind of an oxymoron, but it's me at times.
I was off my Lamictal for round abouts a month and I just started taking it again less than a week ago, so obviously I'm not on my "A Game" right now. But Michael told me in the car a bit ago that he's not going anywhere. Which is *exactly* what I need to be reassured about for the foreseeable future, since I'm a paranoid fucktard when it comes to relationships.
Thanks David. Really appreciate that.
He's taking a chance on me. I told him the best way to date me is to just "roll with it", and he's been doing just that. I've been happy for two straight weeks with no sign of my happiness depleting. Looks like *I* need to roll with it, eh?
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