Happy, gag

I’m so freakin happy with this person I’m making myself sick.

Seriously? Who am I? Abigail? (kidding darlin, but seriously)

It’s been so long since I’ve actually been in a freakin relationship, and I’ve dated a hell of a lot of assholes, it feels weird to be in what’s probably, a normal relationship.

Yes, we’ve had a few small fights. While the other person  handled them wonderfully. I handled them like I always do, bottle it up inside until the other person pulls it out Typical me.

I’ve never thought I would be such a sap. Not joking. I am fully aware of what a sap I’m being in this. But I’m so freakin happy I can’t help it haha.

In other news, my cough – which has lasted more than a month now – hasn’t gone away so I called my doctor again who is now sending me to a lung specialist – which all in all, makes me a little nervous, not gonna lie. Just the idea, I guess, that my regular doctor hasn’t been able to find anything ya know?

Christmas is coming up, I’m such a scrooge. Haven’t even made it through Thanksgiving yet, another holiday I hate – have I mentioned how much I hate holidays enough yet. They’ve always been a source of pain, emotional havoc, fights, pettiness, materialism … ugh makes me sick thinking about it. Makes me sick seeing all the Christmas decorations up already too sheeeeeesh

You know what I want for Christmas, my best friends in the same room with me. That would be freakin awesome. Seriously.