Dear John

I read a diary a while back where the writer wrote one entry each day with a little note about why they appreciate their other half. They started it when things were difficult in their relationship as a memo to themselves that even in the tough times they still appreciated things about their partner. I suppose I like the idea because it’s easy to get complacent. It’s easy to forget what’s good and focus on things that irritate and get bogged down in day to day real life.

I’m incredibly lucky to have met John, he makes me unbelievably happy which is something I haven’t experienced in a relationship for a long time. I know it’s still early days but people have usually revealed their crazy by now. It genuinely seems like John just wants to spend time with me, just wants us both to be happy. It’s so incredibly refreshing that someone actually thinks about me, what I want, what I need. I rang him on my break yesterday to say I was having a hard day in work, one of my patients had died, there was no family there, I had to break the news over the phone, the family were then hysterical, thinking they had more time. John came to mine when I finished work just to hug me. Even though I got home late and he had to be up at the crack of dawn for work today.

It’s definitely things like this that I’ve been missing in other relationships. I’ve always said that I only ever need a hug and five minutes to vent then I’m done and over it, but if I don’t get that five minutes to vent then the days events weigh on my mind and I can’t focus on anything else. The fact that I’ve met someone who actively goes out of their way to cater to that need without me even having to ask, is something I cherish. Just one of many things, but to me someone giving me their time is worth more than it’s weight in gold.

Xx

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<3 lovely! xx

oh good, you are having a two sided relationship, how sweet it is! I need to find a John. lol Sorry you lost one of your patiends. *hugs*

August 8, 2013

RYN: Thankyou for your note. I was in a club a few months ago and a boy came up to me, looked me straight in the eye and said “You’re fat”. The words have quite literally haunted me ever since and now I fear that happening ever again. People are cruel but I just want to feel normal and content with my body. I have a wobbly stomach but I don’t want people to notice. The pressure is horrendous 🙁

I know I know, anyone would think Id never kissed a bloke before never mind anything else lol ! thanks hun, have a good weekend 🙂 x