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Sunday, May 11, 2014
Luna
Luna and I have been dating for a month and a half now. I love spending time with her when we can, but those times aren't too often because of work, school, and family activities. That's really tough. I don't know what it is, but when I'm with her, I'm happy. I'm wondering where she stands as far as we are concerned because we don't talk much, at no fault of our own. She's seemed rather distant lately because of stress from college planning, family, senior things, and everything else that is going on in her life. I wish I could help. It hurts seeing her hurt. I just want to help and make it all better, but I know I can't. We've known one another for going on 3 months, so we aren't able to read one another yet. I hate how my depression and anxiety cause me to overthink things. That's really hurting me. It's another 3 weeks until I see my therapist. Jesse is my best friend from high school. She and I are hanging out Tuesday and going to the beach to get away from it all for a bit and catch up. Maybe, I can talk to her about all my thoughts, and she can help me figure them out. I don't feel like separating out my paragraphs tonight. Friday, Luna invited me to go with her to her twin's softball game. It was a lot of fun! I feel as though before the game went rather well- her younger sister and I talked for a bit and got along very well! I hope her family likes me. I know my family adores her! Everyone here always loves when she comes to visit, especially Emma and Bud. Luna and I cuddled all last night. It was so perfect!! After we woke up this morning, Emma and Bud climbed into bed with us as we all talked and played with the cats for a while. As soon as Luna and I parked at her work, I coughed or burped and the powder from a medicine that was stuck in my throat went everywhere! It really burned my throat and airways. We went inside and got a bottle of water. It helped some, but the pain is still horrid. I was so sad to leave her, but I know I had to go. Why do I get so attached? It's not that I'm clingy; I just want to spend time with her and get to know her better. Is anything wrong with that? I've been kind of reserved with the thoughts that I vocalize because of the fear that I'll push her away. This always happens: I overthink things and doubts about myself grow. I don't know what to do about that. It's so hard always putting myself down as I do. My mind and body work against me so much. Will I ever win? I just want to be happy and enjoy life. Is that too much to ask?
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