I was going to write a long journal entry about the things that have been happening with my man since the beginning of January but, I realized it was pointless.

To put it simply: things got worse, then they got better, and now they are great.

I'm still with him. My whole family knows this and they don't bitch at me about it. The only person who can't let go of his narrow-minded attitude about it is my father. Luckily, instead of screaming and fighting about it, everything with him just goes unsaid. It's easier that way. Maybe not for some people but, for my dad and me, it's so much easier that way.

Life is good.