I wanted to share some before and after pictures of the project my beloved has been working so hard to finish and knowing he wasn't busting his ass for nothing. Of course the next day he started another project that's going to consume weeks more of his time. This is a pedestrian bridge and was in terrible shape, to the point it wasn't quite safe to walk on anymore as the supports were falling down and rotting. I'm proud that he helped make it safe for people to use again. He got a delivery that was actually for himself this time; a book on Wicca that he ordered to learn more about the religion I had chosen to follow and am bringing him into. Obviously he knows the basic principles already but he wants to catch up with me in terms of being able to preform rituals and build an altar of his own. He has no idea what this means to me; first of all that he would want to learn and be a part of this with me but that he would also spend his hard earned money on something simply to be closer to me and even more a part of my world. He doesn't realize at this point he pretty much IS my world. When I say this man IS love I mean every word of it. No other man I've ever loved has been at all willing to truly try and integate himself into my life and wants to be here for the long haul. I still occasionally have trouble convincing myself he isn't just going to abandon me one day but that rarely happens anymore. I mean it when I say I'm so much happier with him and so much better. Now that I've talked about the happiness I need to talk about the foreboding; I got another suspicious message just a little bit ago and I don't want to freak my beloved or my family out but this is the third one. I don't want him to rush home again becuae I'm scared and can't really call the police as nothing has happened yet technically. I don't know what to do except keep ignoring and blocking anything from a number I don't know. I haven't done anything wrong and don't want to live in fear that someone's always watching me and following me. This man ( I'm assuming) always texts me when I'm alone, never when Gabe is home or the rare occasion we have people over. I'm assuming he knows I have a man and don't live alone, but evidently that isn't enough of a deterrent to keep him away entirely. I absolutely hate that there's nothing I can do; I feel scared and helpless and that isn't how I want to live. I guess that's it for now.
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