Proudest moment at work yesterday: changed the dressing on my patient’s foot wound, and the doctor said I did beautiful work.
I love cleaning out my closet; I keep finding treasures that I forgot I had.
Although I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be getting rid of things, not just finding a reason for things to stay.
On the upside, I totally found alcohol that I forgot I had.
I love fanfiction, especially really good ones about my OTPs that make me feel better…but I really have to learn to stop reading them while I’m at the gym.
The smut I can handle, but the adorableness, I just can’t pokerface that shit.
Whenever I need to feel better, I watch the first Dragoon the Great scene from Merlin. Cracks me up every time.
And the fact that Arthur recognizes Merlin by his eyes
I know I said I could handle this, the not being able to talk everyday, the not seeing each other for several weeks at a time…but some days, I really don’t know. My head is so clouded with doubt, and I wish so much that you could just make that go away.
Some days, I just don’t know what to do or what to think or even how to feel.
I can’t decide between Aladdin and Hercules shirts.
If I choose Hercules, his would say, “Her Hero”, and mine would say “His Damsel (NOT in distress)”.
If I choose Aladdin, his would say “Her Thief”, and mine would say “His Princess”.
I CAN’T DECIDE.
Hi, my name is Katrina and I want to take stupid cute jerk’s disney world virginity and make stupid cute couple shirts to commemorate the moment.
So we had a really good talk last night. He’s getting pretty good at the reassuring thing, and we’re on the same page about everything.
I know it’s gonna be hard, and there’s a lot of obstacles to overcome, but I think it’s gonna work.
I don’t need a lot. I don’t need big, grand, expensive things. I just need the little things, words or gestures showing me how he feels every once in a while, reassuring me, telling me not to give up on this.
I wish he knew that, no matter what happens, no matter what I say or do, he should fight for me. I wish he would fight for me, even if it’s against me sometimes.
I wish I knew how to not overthink and feel insecure about everything.
Sometimes I wonder if obstacles are actually tests meant to measure strength and worth, or signs that something isn’t meant to be.
So I gave him a call, left a voicemail, and then he called me back, but I missed his call, so now I have an incredibly cute voicemail to listen to when I need to hear his voice. :D