Yesterday, dh and I were texting and he sent me some texts that I need to remember, so I am going to put them here so I can look back at them:
Me: I just have “gotta get it all done” panic.
DH: You don’t. You have made so much progress.
You’ll do a little more work with them, and then come home, wherever you are in your process. And you’ll be OK.
And we’ll take care of you and you’ll continue to work on on things.
And there will be good days and harder days.
For better and for worse…
In sickness and in health…
I love you. And your deserve to be loved and to be cared for.
Me: U r making me cry
DH: I don’t want you to heap unrealistic expectations on yourself.
You don’t have to be perfect, to be “all better,” for me (or any of us) to love you.
I know I’m not perfect, either.
wanna video chat?
I love this man soooo much.