Things are looking up again. I feel like I can take a deep breath again, and not have to worry about all the ridiculous little things that were plaguing me over most of the past month.
Husband and I spent a wonderful week out of state, visiting family members and generally being lazy. It was nice, not having to worry about work and classes and life getting in the way. Things were a little stressful with M, since I was struggling to find my footing with him as well as try to work things out between us. It was rough. I flew from “this is going to work out just fine!” to “OH GOD OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE” to “Maybe I should just break up with him, I don’t know, is this even something I should be fighting for at this point?” But things settled down. I had a long talk with Husband on one of our lengthy car rides over the past week. A couple of long talks, actually. And things got sorted out, for the most part.
I’m going to take it slowly with M for the next few weeks. I don’t want another explosion. Because if things do explode one more time, I’m just going to end things – it’s not good for any of us if our lives keep exploding every three months.