So I was doing so well last night. My dad and little brother came up to eat Valentine's Day dinner with me, I actually ate food (seared tuna! mmmm) and I was feeling pretty and confident.
But then it came time for me to go to sleep, and I lost all control. I wanted to know how his day went, I wanted to hear his voice, I wanted him to know how much I missed him. So at about 10:30 I started sending him texts explaining these things. Apparently he didn't get out of his clinical until 11:00, and he called me right after.
I felt stupid, but he was so understanding and concerned. We laughed together and I immediately calmed down and actually slept extremely well last night.
I need to leave him alone, but its so hard when he has such a positive affect on me. He's considering coming up to see me for my birthday. I hope he does. Its just going to be hard to celebrate without him.
Two weeks until my birthday, we'll see what happens.
Time to keep tackling statistics until my exam tonight.
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