It's hard to stay positive knowing that the next conversation is going to be about separation papers that simply don't exist.
This is where I'm applauded by my therapist and by my grandmother who knows some of the story for my strength.
IN reality, I just want to be with him again, in those little bubbles of time that we are use to, no matter how dangerous to my mental health.
I'm not a patient person--but I've managed to wait for four years for these magical papers to appear that haven't. How long can I wait without seeing him?
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