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Tomorrow is darthgeek and my eighth wedding anniversary and ninth relationship anniversary.

I am so happy in this relationship it's sickening. And yet, if you wrote it out, from the beginning, nobody'd believe we'd make it past the first year and a half, let alone almost a decade.

I don't really know why it works. It just...does.

No, that isn't true. We each made a conscious decision to build our relationship...it was about two and a half years after we got married. Things were just about as bad as they could get. We were at the point where we could either end it or fix it. Allowing things to go on as they were was simply not an option.

I'm not saying we never argued again, or that our communication skills put NASA to shame. But we did the hard work...we still do, it's just easier now.

I think I know why it works. Because, beyond love, we're genuinely fond of one another. We don't put each other on pedestals, we're both down here on the ground, having as good a time as possible.

Sometimes, things just suck. Sometimes, my brain tells me lies and makes me miserable. Sometimes, I count the days till the light will be coming back and hope like hell I'll make it. And in all that...he never doubts me. He never brushes me off. He never yells at me to just get over it already. He never lets me get away with saying that his life would be better without me.

I know how lucky I am. And I thank the universe, every single day, for letting me have him in my life.

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Tomorrow is darthgeek and my eighth wedding anniversary and ninth relationship anniversary.

I am so happy in this relationship it's sickening. And yet, if you wrote it out, from the beginning, nobody'd believe we'd make it past the first year and a half, let alone almost a decade.

I don't really know why it works. It just...does.

No, that isn't true. We each made a conscious decision to build our relationship...it was about two and a half years after we got married. Things were just about as bad as they could get. We were at the point where we could either end it or fix it. Allowing things to go on as they were was simply not an option.

I'm not saying we never argued again, or that our communication skills put NASA to shame. But we did the hard work...we still do, it's just easier now.

I think I know why it works. Because, beyond love, we're genuinely fond of one another. We don't put each other on pedestals, we're both down here on the ground, having as good a time as possible.

Sometimes, things just suck. Sometimes, my brain tells me lies and makes me miserable. Sometimes, I count the days till the light will be coming back and hope like hell I'll make it. And in all that...he never doubts me. He never brushes me off. He never yells at me to just get over it already. He never lets me get away with saying that his life would be better without me.

I know how lucky I am. And I thank the universe, every single day, for letting me have him in my life.