Warning - Sentimental...

This is probably going to be a very soppy, gag-inducing kind of post, and I may well end up deleting it in the morning, but I feel like there is space for positivity on my blog...

I've not written very much in detail here about my girlfriend and how I feel about her. I have said a little about how positively she affects my recovery, and the people who follow this blog are probably sick of me mentioning her every other sentence ;) but recently I have been having some revelations, and I think there is no harm in writing about that here (but this your warning, you non-romantics, you can look away now :P ). I am trying to count my blessings, to focus on the positives (and there are lots).

So... I am very much in love :) And I know that is something that is maybe said too often, but I think that when it's meant it should be said as often as possible - so I say it, and she says it back, and all I can think of is 'how do I deserve this; how did I get so lucky?' I am very happy... I am extremely thankful. It is hard not to put guards up, because you do realise how much more capacity there is to hurt one another when you care about each other so much.

This post is kind of a response to a poem I found this evening (I know, cringe, get over it), which - I don't know - expresses something in a way I could never do...

http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/sylviaplath/1410

"Not easy to state the change you made./If I'm alive now, then I was dead... I didn't know what to make of it./I shone... I started to bud like a March twig:/ An arm and a leg, an arm, a leg... It's a gift."

I don't know what to make of it :) I don't know what will happen, obviously, I can't predict anything. But I am happy, in this moment. :)

(If you got through that you get a gold star, I've outdone myself with gushiness)