Side blog. I come from a military family, but it's all different being in a relationship with someone in the military. I never expected or wanted to be in a relationship with someone who serves, but now that I am, I'm trying to cope the best I can. So this blog is going to allow me to express my frustrations and hopes and me always waiting to hear from him. Hopefully, I'll be able to connect with a few people who I'll be able to relate to.
so lonely right now i can physically feel it in my chest and hands. i miss him so much and i hate being melodramatic but i do. i could fucking scream. i hate sleeping alone.
but i can do this. i just need company.
I’m so glad that I’m not the only one who FEELS loneliness. In my chest, in my hands..
I’m feeling like I’m being put second at the moment. He really wasn’t that busy today but didn’t tell me that until 11 o’clock tonight. And when I asked him if he was busy, I finally got to call him. Then he said he didn’t want to talk about anything serious late at night. When the hell am I allowed to then? He never tells me when he’s actually free, and when he possibly could be free, he’s taking a nap. Not only do I feel like I’m planning this wedding by myself, I feel like I’m planning our life by myself too. I wish I could explain this to him without him getting offended or pissed off.
June 19, 2014: 24-year-old retired Cpl. William “Kyle” Carpenter, who lost an eye after taking a grenade blast in Afghanistan to save a fellow Marine, received the Medal of Honor (the nation’s highest military honor.)
Carpenter required almost 40 surgeries and multiple skin grafts, President Obama said, leaving him with a prosthetic eye, a new jaw and teeth, and “one hell of a smile.”
But really, his smile is on point. In love