Day 12 Of 30 Days Challenge For Autumn: Dairy Entries Online: Meg’s a Psycho Oath

Yay for this again. I do have to inform you it is your own opinion if this is true or not. No one is judging you for your opinion. I just want to make this clear that I can make my blogs personal or not. But I want you to decide if this is true or not.

You guys remember my best friend Megs right; everyone should remember as she dragged me to go and watch Dunkirk the film, as it has Harry Styles in it. Well she’s back but this time I let her roam with the idea of a title; especially this one I’m afraid, I should let my friends go riot over my blogs to be honest because they are quiet funny characters to do.

Plus I need her help with it in the first place; so being Megs I had to tell her what’s the first thing that comes to mind, that was this title and the blog was born. Throughout the day I had snapchat chats whilst we were both on breaks; or near enough, shes young and in love and we all know that means mushy brains. However the fact that she snapchat me this morning on her break saying “he hasn’t messaged me” I thought here we go mini version of me here being insecure and etc. Now I’m paying the price of her anxious mind and etc. The fact that I came down on her with a tonne of bricks the other night about it all; she knew I was telling her what she needed to hear, because I was just as bad with Caspian when I first started going out with him and I could see that she’s ignoring her own advice so in the end I had slap her with a wet fish a few times even harder to get her to thinking straight.

The fact that she’s 18/19 years old she’s hit that faze of gooy mess #psychomodeofinscureandparionad we all have those moments don’t we. I should know as I’ve had my fair share of them over the years; I just told her let it take it’s cause, yes it might happen or it might not. You can’t predict what’s going to happen ether way just take each day as it comes.

Even Caspain has to remind me not to over think things at the best of times; guess what he’s right, he knows how much I get anxious and freak out on him at the best of rimes. So far I’m doing quite well not freaking out as much as I use to; which is a good thing, but it’s all the same when you start a new relationship at the end of the day.

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