Brett got offered a job as a Environmental Protection Specialist. I’m proud of him. Very proud.

I’m also very anxious. It’s a 2-hour commute from his house, so he’s going to have to sell his house or rent it. I love that house and I’d love to rent it myself but I can’t afford it with my shitty job.

We sort of had a bad night last night. I had some nightmares that I walked in on him with other women and sort of killed my confidence entirely, even if it was just a dream. Of course, it probably didn’t help my case that I have been a brooding bitch today.

He told me to choose to have a good day and not let my negativity ruin it, and I’m trying to take that advice but all I can do is worry that I’ve fucked up.

I absolutely adore this man. So much that it’s terrifyingly new and different and I never, ever want to hurt him, or break his trust, or lose him. I’m just so fucking nervous about all this change.