My DB wagon hit a bump and fell out. Well... it's more like my wagon was rolling along and I steered it into a bump because I wanted to get out. I own it.
One of my GAL decisions, if you were around when I announced it, was to get a college degree. I applied to schools, got accepted and have been navigating my financial aid. My W knew all of this. She was happy for me. Although I don't believe she thought I would follow through. I think that's one of her beef's with me in our M. I'm a dreamer.
So yesterday I finished up with my academic advisor and we settled on 2 courses and I registered for Fall.
I wanted W to know. That's it. I wanted to say.. "See! I'm fine without you. See! I'm doing it. See! See! See!" JUVENILE! I know. I craved her validation? I don't know. I wanted to rub it in? Maybe. Regardless. My monster took over and I emailed her.
"W, I enrolled in my first semester classes. I need to get my laptop ready. Did you purchase protection for your laptop? Would you be willing to share it? (if it's shareable?)"
... last month we both had our laptops cleaned and we were going to get virus protection as a multi-computer pack to save money... I had effectively searched for and found an "excuse" to contact her.
She responded with info on the computer stuff and at the bottom... "Congrats on registering for class! That is really awesome!"
I got what I wanted. She knows. I was validated. What's with me? I feel like a kid saying "Na-na-boo-boo".
I see my therapist today... whew!
Me(F):40 WAW:44 T:13yrs M:9yrs BD:2/12 (I saw a text) ILYBINILWY: 5/12 PA admission: 12/12 (began 3/11) S:2/13 Moves in w/AP D begins: 7/13 W moves home to R: 10/13