this may be my final tumblr post.
it's been over 11 years since I joined and I cannot fucking believe
I can barely accept as reality
I can barely say out loud but I force myself to
on 12/02/2021 I married a man who exceeded my wildest dreams.
he has flaws. he has problems. I always knew I'd end up with someone fucked up like me. but god, I ended up with someone who is everything I could have dreamed for or asked for.
I'm so happy that I can't believe we aren't about to experience a disaster or major hardship that separates us. but for real he has the potential to develop substance issues that I would leave him over. we both know it. I see the writing on the wall, the warning. but we will deal with it. I see my future, where we both want kids but if he does not resolve his drinking non-issue-but-sort-of-an-issue I will refuse to carry a child. that's still better than I could have asked for.
that part isn't important. that's just to prove to anyone who's read this far that this is real.
but oh my god, I have everything I ever wanted. I actually have everything I could have asked for. I have someone who loves me and gets me (and needs me). I have financial security. I have a flexible part-time job where I actually fucking help people. I have my chickens.
I have everything I ever wanted and it doesn't make any sense but I tell myself that with so much utter injustice in the world surely it is possible for me to have gotten more than justice? Surely after all my struggles I might have found peace?
I can't believe how lucky I am to have gone from the miserable depressed teen I was to an adult who semi-functions in today's world with the help of the most perfect match anyone could have come up with. this can't be real. I married not the man of my dreams but the man of unattainable fantasy. yes he has problems but god I couldn't have asked for a person with his problems that still fit me this well. who loves me so completely.
it's too good to be true but right now it is true and yes there are still many struggles and difficulties but me 11 years ago, as weirdly optimistic as she was, never would have imagined I'd be married to a person like him. I was weirdly optimistic even in my darkest hours but he is better than any vague hope.
I am married to the most perfect person for me that anyone could have IMAGINED and I am trying to figure out how to tell my therapist in two weeks that I have everything I wanted in life. I have seriously everything I dared hope for. We don't have kids but we both want them and we know where we want to be before we start that journey. I don't even know how to process that I have everything I wanted. This doesn't happen to people. People don't get to experience this. But I have it and even with all the qualifiers and concerns I have EVERYTHING I wanted.
How do you tell a therapist that I don't need therapy for stress, I need therapy for accepting I somehow got everything I dreamed of having? I only need therapy for accepting if my husband doesn't fix his drinking issues we can't have children? I only need therapy for my niche obsessional thoughts that I can avoid 99.999% of the time?
I'm crying because this is unrealistic but right now it's true. I have. Everything. I Ever Wanted.