Starting to function again
As much as I love change and adore adapting to new situations, getting back to a place filled with my stuff and organized by me at my own pace feels wonderful. L kept telling me I would feel better once settled in and I argued that change was my comfort zone, but now, I have to side by his theory. I’m glad L can perceive my moods and needs so well, it helps to have someone who care and has the aptitudes to care for me.
Last night, our conversation brought up a perspective on my previous relationship that I never considered before. It really helped me understand yet an other potential reason for the dismantling of that past relationship. To fiend an understanding confident in L is the greatest gift this relationship has brought me.
My place is still very messy but my mind has started visualizing the modest final result. It feels good to have a place of my own again, a nest in which I can nurse my new ambitions.
