To be completely honest, the best conversation I’ve had within the last week was last Saturday when I interviewed my boyfriend about what it is like dating a sick chick. It was eye opening for me.
I give myself too much grief over not being able to do that I don’t see all that I push through. I tend to internalize things a lot, so this makes sense. But it doesn’t get me anywhere. I think listening to him talk about his admiration for me really changed my perspective on that, hopefully for good.
You know, it also taught me that his mom is a wonderful lady. She raised him with some awesome ideals, which I knew, but sometimes when you’ve been with someone for a long time you forget. I’m definitely glad to be reminded.