on my worst days, there is still one thing that makes me genuinely happy and it is waking up to see my partner asleep next to me. I had to live without it for such a long time while we were long-distance and now I get to experience it every day and I'm so grateful.
when I wake up in pain (very common) or from nightmares (also very common), he's there. it doesn't fix everything, but it does make unbearable things slightly less so. it's a blessing. I hope I never forget that.
I don't have the bandwidth to talk about politics today. I'm just going to lie here and be grateful for my loved ones and thank the almighty for being so generous with their blessings.