So, I spent the weekend in Va Beach for Jackie's 6th birthday...let's see if I can attach some photos...
*WARNING: giant, self-centered post ahead* I've been playing psychologist with myself a bit this morning. Last night, after dinner, Jeff sat at his computer and started playing his game. He had been away from home all weekend, so he hadn't had a chance to play at all, so I understand him wanting to play. But something just struck me last night (hormones, typical female psychosis, who knows), and I got really upset. I went in the bedroom and collapsed on the bed crying for a little bit, and it came back round to me being upset with him about the whole "other girl" thing from back in October/November. Yes, I still think about it. So anyway, I started obsessing over it (Jeff was at his computer the whole time, so he didn't know I was crying at all), and I decided to take a shower to calm myself down. Standing in the shower, I thought about talking to Jeff about it, but I knew he would get upset and possibly even just leave me (not that I can't live without him, but there's no point in pushing him out if things are going well), but I figured I just HAD to talk to him about it, so I even went so far as to plan things out in case we broke up. I had 2 nearby co-worker's cell phone numbers in case I couldn't spend the night in the apartment, thought about whether I could afford to live in our apartment alone, thought about moving back to Va Beach, thought about changing jobs...I spent about an hour in the shower last night (I'm never usually in there for more than 15-20 minutes, and that's only when I have to shave
) just thinking and crying. Then I got mad at myself for crying and told myself that I should be strong and that if I wanted to talk to him, I should do so without tears so I wouldn't sound so needy and blah blah blah...Then I went back into the bedroom and laid on the bed again until Jeff finally came in. There I was, ready to have this big controversial conversation/confrontation over something that had happened MONTHS ago, but the minute he walked in and hugged me on the bed it all disappeared. It's like, when he's not in the room, I have so many paranoid, angry, insane thoughts, but the second he's there with me, I only think about how much we love each other and how well we get along and all the good stuff. It's kinda weird. So we watched a movie together and then went to bed, and he never knew I had been so upset about anything.
So this morning, I was thinking about the events of last night. I decided that what I'm doing is focusing on this one bad thing (the October/November issue) and using it as a scapegoat for any negative emotions. I mean, what I think really happened is I just got irrationally upset about him playing his computer game, so to rationalize my feelings in my own mind, I related them back to "the issue." I think I've been using it as an excuse when I get worked up about trivial things, so what I really need to do is focus on NOT getting worked up about trivial things. And I think fear is the key issue that gets me worked up about trivial things...fear of the unknown (since this is my first real relationship), fear about the future (we will be celebrating our 2-year anniversary next week!), fear about typical relationship stuff.
Bah, I don't know. I should talk to him about how I'm feeling, maybe...about the fear and the slight paranoia and such. I will be honest that I'm not looking necessarily for answers from him, just understanding so that when I get into these moods (and I will absolutely work on limiting them), he won't think I am completely insane
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Okay, for the photos, from left to right:
- Jackie lovin' my Jeff
- Jackie being irresistably adorable
- Jackie wondering what is so inappropriate about her choice of bow location...
- me, Jackie, and Jeff getting ready to call it a night after a busy day!
