I don't know what to say except tell you its still going on, we're going to Valencia in June, that he's coming to meet my flyball friends in May and we're still Secret Squirrel around our mutuals. I still feel a little odd about it every now and then and worry its not going to last and then overthink things and then have to remind myself that he wouldn't wanna do this with me in the future if he wasn't happy in the here and now.

Can't just roll with it though, always looking internally for something that means its coming to an end. Stupid fucked up Charbs.

The Brat is back. Well we all know it wouldn't last but the reason is sad. She has an eating disorder apparently, got hospitalised with pneumonia and severe dehydration. He tried to help her but she wasnt able to accept the help. 

He said, that he'd seen enough people die and wasn't ready to do so again and came home.