#styxthemad

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shitty sketches of OCs + text posts because I’m sleep deprived

I got to know Jean in 2010, over 5 years ago. We shared a passion. Several, actually. Games, roleplay, art... We fell out of touch after our rp group got disbanded, and started talking again in 2012. At that time I was struggling with depression, school and a relationship that was not right for me. In November 2012 I was hospitalized for a week at a mental ward, and I ended the relationship with my ex. Jean bought a ticket to Norway, and came to see me only a few weeks after I left the hospital. It was our first meeting, but it felt like meeting an old friend. Even if it was just 4 days, we quickly grew closer. He came to Norway again in February, just a few months later. Then again in July, spending two months in Norway. He got to know my family, whom appreciated him the moment they got to know him. I didnt see him until Desember that same year. He spent Christmas with me and my family. It was great. It felt just right. But he still had to return to Belgium, and we were getting restless. But he still had to finish his studies. I went to see him and his family in february. It was great to get to know the people close to him, and I really enjoyed my week there. But I had to leave, and yet again we were apart. Not long after, he finally got a job in Belgium. But his health was failing, even if we didnt know it yet. He worked hard to earn money, enough to see me the following summer for 2 weeks while looking for a job in Norway. It wasnt much, but it would have to do. He still had his master degree to take care of, after all. He got sick during those two weeks, and after returning to Belgium he got hospitalized for 3 weeks, given a diagnosis for a cronic disease and a schedule for medication. It was a completely alien condition to me, and I didnt understand much of the info I was given. My world shattered, and my own condition just made it worse. Dependent on stability as I was, I could barely get through it. It was tough for us both. Medication and follow-up appointments at the doctor made it hard to find a time to meet, and as he needed surgery we had to trash his plans about moving to Norway. His health comes first, is what I told myself. We argued and fought more than usual. Over the disease, about my condition, about our future, and it ended with a break in desember. I spent another week in the mental ward, and then christmas without him. However, we lasted for a month before realizing we just couldnt stay away from eachother. We started planning ahead again. His last doctors visit would be in April, and surgery had to wait anyway. There was meetings about job seeking, about getting his case transfered to Norway, but most of all we were living in total insecurity. Then. A miracle. In May, I got back in touch with someone I had briefly worked for. He was willing to look at his CV. His job interview lasted for 2 hours over Skype. Then.. He was hired. And could start whenever. I remember shouting, running around and crying at that moment. He had landed a job in Norway. Tickets were bought, arrangments made. We still had a ton of administrative stuff to take care of. Paperwork for a norwegian id number, tax card, his medication... The hard work was far from over. It took us months of stress and hours spent in uncertainity to get it all done. We've been through hell and back together. Distance, hospitalizations, money issues, master degrees, cronical disease, arguments and fights about most of the above. But here we are, almost 3 years after we first met. In our own apartment, waking up and going to bed together, living our lives the way we want to.. With eachother. It is not gonna be easy. There is no happily ever after, and it never will be. But all we've gone through has made us confident that there is very little that can keep us apart. At least we finally get to face the struggle of life together.

me: Uh. I'm not boring and I like video games..?

(BLEGH I THINK SO YES)

I love all of these in their own way, but some are more for necessity. If I definitely had work in the area, and reliable access to internet and a doctor and stuff, I'd probably go with small town or rural, but close to a city.

Thanks man. <3 I don't have much food in the house, but I cooked up some pasta with lots of cheese and salt and pepper. That went down nicely and then I went to sleep. Feeling a lot better now that it's morning. :)