"You take the breath right out of me; you left a hole where my heart should be" ~ Breath by Breaking Benjamin
Today is seven years since my father killed himself. Seven years...
I am upset as usual, but this time I won't be dealing with it by myself. Luke is promising to be with me after work. I hope he's sweet & sensitive in a good way tonight. I don't want to argue... It's been stressful lately with him starting his new job & the bad storms & my stress level because of finances & being sick & Anna's suicide last month... :(
Yesterday was three months for us. Aside from the stress, we're happy. We really seem perfect for each other. I hope it lasts. It's important to me. I finally have a romantic nerdy partner in crime. :)
I think I'll go home & get drunk & cry. Luke wants to watch some Buffy. Maybe we'll do that.