Happy 8 months, my queen! I honestly can’t stretch the words I love you enough. Those words seem to not be enough to describe the way I feel about you. I just want to thank you, even though I know I don’t have to, I want to thank you for all that you do for me. I know I’m a handful, no matter how much you try to tell me I’m not.. I am and that’s ok to admit. Throughout these 8 months you’ve grown to know me better than I know myself, you say things to me that at your age, still astonish me. I’ve struggled a lot in life and you know that better than anyone but ever since you came into my life I’ve learned to deal with things better; my entire life turned around completely and everything is just bright and beautiful now. I see things with different eyes and mindset now, I honestly owe it all to you. You may not realize it but you’re literally my backbone. My anchor, my person, the only person who keeps me together in one piece. I’m a firm believer of the fact that one does not need of another person to survive or be whole but babe, I swear I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. Someone like me needs someone as strong as you.. I guess this is why we work so well together. Today, my professor talked about how Jackson Pollock had a codependent relationship with his wife and it made me think a lot about us because even though you suffer too, my illness is horrifying and I’m not as strong as you are. We don’t have it as bad as they did but anyway, she said that they worked together because of this fact and that’s us in a nutshell. He was a suffering artist and his wife supported him no matter what (I really have to get you to watch this movie now.) he made it through because of her. She was his anchor. You’ve seen me at my worst, you’ve heard me at my worst.. You’ve seen what I am capable of, something I let no one, I mean absolutely no one, do. Yet you’re still here, being my number one supporter, making sure I’m okay every day and being here for me when things go wrong. You think you don’t do much to help but even when you tell me you love me, you’ve already made everything better. I wasn’t afraid to let you in as far as I’ve let you because you’ve made it such an easy process for me. It’s never been this easy with anyone, but with you.. It’s so different. You have such a big heart that loves me and cares for me genuinely and I wouldn’t trade that for nothing in this world. I don’t care how many miles separate us, I love you as if I’ve known you my whole life. The oceans that keep us apart have nothing on the love I feel for you. I’m trying to make a really big point here but I feel as if I’m just all over the place because yesterday was an emotional day. Things got better and I just want to thank you for motivating me to take the step I needed to take. I’d still be a stressed trash if you wouldn’t have been so encouraging. Point is, you’re the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and I just want to thank you for being the person I needed in my life. These 8 months (of my first relationship ever woo hoo) have been the best of my entire life. You deserve more than this text post but it’s satisfying to know that you appreciate them more than any expensive gift or whatever. You just wait though, I’m gonna make it up to you big time, you’re gonna cry for 84 years. Te amo, mi amor.