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To my love, another happy monthly anniversary. It has been a whirlwind 12 months for us. I hope it settles soon, especially as we set up in our new home, trying to make a new normal. I'm sorry for my anxiety at this time. I'm sorry for the turbulence in me. I never wanted to have any of what's in me spill out. All I ever wanted was you to be happy and safe. I hope you always will be. I love you.

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To my love. I hope you are always happy. No matter what. You deserve to be.

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To my love, 

This time next month we will be elsewhere. 

We will be away from here, away from where everything was hopeful until it wasn’t. I don’t know this was going to be a toxic mess of tribal knowledge and toying with emotions. 

I’m done. We’re both done with here. And I’m happy you said I was doing everything right. I took control, found a new job, and left on my own terms. I didn’t let my depression win. I didn’t collapse and be passive. We’re just about done. Just a couple more things to wrap up and then what I plan to be a scene drive north. 

I feel better. Thank you for helping me out out of the darkness of the past few months. I love you.

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21 years. Happy anniversary, my love. Thank you for coming on this adventure. Thank you  for your compassion. Thank you for reading everything I have  written. Thank you for your patience. Thank you for you love. Thank you for believing when I didn’t. Thank you for your love. 

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To my love, a happy monthly anniversary. We are still trapped in our apartment, working like distant satellites to our respective offices. At least it's peaceful here, although you've had to step in and help me with my work anxieties. We are here for each other. I am grateful. I hope I always make you leave and make you feel at ease. I love you.