To Keep Me Sane.

On the twenty second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me reassurance.  As we all know I am a stresser, always have been and as much as it has helped me accomplish what I've done so far, it has also brought me a whole lot of white hairs and loss of sleep.  James, being as brilliant as he is, has managed to help me control my mind, which is something I'm still working on but he's really helped.

Today there were a series of events that lead up to why I'm writing this blog (He says if I generally write things down it helps me find the reason I'm stressed).  When James is reassuring me of something, he speaks in a very soft, slow tone of voice and lays out the plan immediately, telling me this is what you want to accomplish and here is how you're going to do it (He usually offers to help or assumes I will ask him if I need assistance or even just tells me what he's going to do for me).

I can't tell you enough how much patience he has for me.  Usually, when I become stressed, I am on edge ready to snap or pulling my hair out, huffing and puffing.  Also being able to talk about everything in my head to him helps me recollect my thoughts and him being able to hear my thoughts, he is then able to tell me if what I am stressing about is something to stress over.  He explains things very well and is a phenomenal speaker, we always joke around about how he should have been a Lawyer.

He's a great man for putting up with me ;D