I've been noticing some changes in myself lately. I've had a lot of free time to think and evaluate how I've changed in the last few months. I've noticed myself being a lot more outspoken and willing to talk to people. Phone calls still scare me and so does contact with strangers. But I'm working on it and really think I've come far. I feel much more independent too. I can talk to whoever I want and not get shit for it from Josh. My parents are also giving me more space to do what I want. They respect the fact that I wake up early just to see my boyfriend on one of my few days off. They don't question much by way of when I'll be home either when I work with him in the city during the week. They know that the relationship I'm having is a real adult relationship. We both work and go to school and make time for each other. He finally met my parents and they liked him. They see that he's a normal and very sweet guy. He has so much potential as a professional and even more potential as a partner for life. I can't imagine anyone more perfect for me. He understands every aspect of me. It's like I met my long lost best friend who I wanna spend every day with for the rest of my life.
In contrast to the good, I've also noticed myself getting very emotional at very small things. A commercial where a woman is playing with her kids? Tearing up. Billboard with cute animals? Tearing up. Ads for wedding movies? Tearing up. I've been so emotional in the last couple weeks and I don't really get why. Nothing has changed that recently or made that major of an impact. It's just the smallest things that seem to illicit a reaction. It's odd to me because I usually have such a thick skin, especially to nonsensical shit I see every day. Just thought I would note that. It's interesting being able to think so much in depth about yourself. But with a full 24+hrs a week of boredom at work with Josh, there's only so much internet a mind can take. Self-reflection is healthy to a point. I just hope I don't cross that point and end up driving myself mad. I'm rambling at this point and I can a kitten batting at my head. I'll continue to over analyze myself at a later date.
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