I know you all have been very eager to hear how Thanksgiving with the girlfriend’s family went and … drumroll please … I think it went well! We ate a lot of food and laughed and Daisy’s family was super warm and welcoming and nice. I avoided making a complete ass of myself and even managed to go a whole three hours without talking about how I write porn about fictional characters (you know, THAT conversation that all of us have with the people in our lives eventually) though I actually think her mom might have thought that was cool? I thought Daisy’s mom was cool, so maybe I’m just projecting hopefully.

Her whole family was cool, honestly. Really relaxed and at home with one another in a way that reminded me of my family, which made my homesickness even worse, but also soothed it in a strange way. But Daisy was … really quiet the whole dinner. It was like our first few dates honestly, like she was trying to hide parts of herself. Maybe she was nervous about me and her family clicking or maybe she was just exhausted from cooking all day. But part of me wonders if the Daisy I met on our first date is the person she is around her family all the time.

There was one kind of weird moment right at the beginning of the evening though. Not to be totally tinhat, but I think there might be a chance that her brother found this blog? If so … uh, hi? I guess? Daisy said he was really good with computers and I got a distinct “protective older brother” vibe, which was so not what I expected from what Daisy had told me, so maybe he tracked me down online. Right when I got there, he said this stuff about not celebrating the colonizing aspect of Thanksgiving, which is, like, exactly what my last blog post was about? So I don’t know if we’re just similar people thinking about similar stuff or if he read that post and was trying to make me feel comfortable. But, whatever, that really was the only odd thing of the whole dinner. Yeah. That was definitely all.

Anywho, that’s the life update. I’m going back home in ten days for the holiday break, so Daisy and I won’t see each other for a little while. But this felt like a really big step and I’m … hopeful. I think we might really be something.

DECEMBER 16TH, 2016

The monster has teeth. It’s stepped out from the shadows, made itself known and snapped its jaws at the one person who doesn’t deserve its ire.

It all started this morning when my dad actually yelled at me.