Not on Drugs

Thursday was tough for me. It marked exactly a year since I parted ways with my Little Thing. It makes me so sad but at the same time I know bringing a baby into the world under the circumstances I was in wasn't ideal. Little Thing will always hold a special place in my heart. I never heard it it or felt it but I saw it and knew they were in there.
I told Josh all about the craziness of the last chapter of my life. He's so kind and caring, it's beyond my understanding sometimes. He's always giving me small things here and there that make me smile. A pair of socks, an old hoodie, candy, sweet things in the mail. Josh is just beyond words. I'm so lucky to have found him at this point in my life. He's so supportive and helps me in any way possible. He accepts me for who and what I am. I want to talk to him 24/7 but alas, that isn't reality.
I've spent the last little while studying and working. It's nice to study. It's hard but I can feel it making a difference. I'm trying to rest now after days of terrible sleep. I'm still a bit restless but I'm cuddling Josh's hoodie to hopefully make me sleep better. It still smells like him. It's clean and manly and so pure. I wouldn't trade him for anything in this world. He's too special for me to even think about losing him. Who was once a stranger is now my person for everything and anything. Life is funny like that.