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He brought me home yesterday. I was super nervous and I wasn’t sure whether I was really ready to go to his house. He said he was sure though. And in the end, I guess I worried for nothing. His mom was nice to me and she seemed to like me.

I don’t know if things are moving too fast.

I am afraid. Afraid of being hurt again, afraid of hurting him. And so I tread on tiptoes, wary and careful about what I say and do. I hate to be such a scaredy-cat but that’s the best way to protect me.

My colleague asked me what I liked most about him. And my answer was that I liked most that he is good to my Haku. He always sayangs her when he’s here, he’ll remind me to take her for walks (and come here just to take her for a walk with me), and he’ll buy her treats to eat.

Happy

He makes me happy.

I still feel doubtful sometimes. But I think we’re dealing with things pretty well and I just don’t want to stress myself out wondering whether he’s the one. I guess I just don’t have faith in this sort of thing anymore. I’m content with just being happy in each other’s company for now. You take what you can get.

He’s … really wonderful.