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I love you, my darling wife. We are on the verge of our 20th anniversary and I’m still arranging plans. Hopefully everything can come together once I get the job front straightened out. I believe the 20th should have something special for it, but I know you are content with something low key. I just want you to know that I love you and I have a bad tendency to go big because… well, it’s expected to do something massive for such a special occasion. I feel like I have to go big or I’ll be taking you for granted and I never want to slip away down that path. 

But we will think of something. We with make our own way. We will celebrate. We will craft our own something special. I know it.

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To my love, I come here again to remember our monthly anniversary. Thank you for being by me when I falter. It’s been a hard month for me. I know it’ll get better, I know you tell me that it’ll get better but my head will wander into that dark forest and tell me that it never will. Thank you for being strong and making sure I don’t go too deep into that forest. I love you.

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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. Thank you for your strength, your love, and your patience as I continue my look for work in my  first month of employment in… almost a year and a half. I know others are having a worse time, especially with the wave of layoffs in the gaming sphere. I know I’ll land somewhere, but in certain moments, I panic. I think I won’t. I think I’ll never be in a stable job. I think I let you down. You never think that, and for that, I’m grateful and I remember that you believe in me. It gives me pause, especially when I don’t believe in myself. I love you. 

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To my love, another happy monthly anniversary. Thank you for being so kind, loving, supportive, and all of those other angel traits you keep close to you. I’ve been reorganized out of a job, and now I have the ambient brine-in-the-stomach tension of looking for work. We’ve been through this before, and each time I feel guilty for somehow never being stable at work. It’s always a contract running out of money or a start-ups that needs to reorg. I tend to think something like I’m cured, but you never do. Thank you for your faith when I have lost mine, I love you.

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To my love, happy monthly anniversary to you. To us. Thank you for being kind, loving, and strong. I don't deserve you. You say that I do. You laugh at my jokes. You say how kind I am, how clever I am. I don't feel it. And I wish I didn't doubt all the time. Thank you for loving me and tolerating my doubt.