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Some Bad Things And Some Good

   I didn't sleep last night.

   My head still hurts like it always does.

   I got sick today after I ate and threw up for hours.

   She took care of me.

   She insisted she stayed up with me on FaceTime, even if she did pass out from exhaustion, I wanted her to. She needs to take care of herself too.

   She made me take headache pills today and I felt better. I felt okay. I felt amazing when she smiled at me and told me I looked beautiful today.

   For once in a very long time, I believed it.

   I ate a sandwich and I couldn't hold it down, but it must have triggered something and I got sick. She rubbed my back and Googled how we could fix it and hugged me and watched movies with me.

   We have one thing in common.

   We're terrible at taking care of ourselves, but great at taking care of others.

   I'll save her and she'll save me.

   So really, today wasn't all that bad of you think about it.

   We're still in love, and we're still okay.