Back To "Normal"
This is it. Last week of repreive. No more after this. On Monday, it's back to the way things were before she left. It's back to no time alone, to always worrying, to being on call 24/7, to hiding jealousy and hurt, to lying to myself and everyone else. It back to...what I have been forced to accept as "normal". And I'll be glad to see her again. I love her dearly. But...am I cruel enough to say that I have enjoyed the security of the past week and a half? I just...wish we cuold have her here and have time to ourselves without hurting her. Things are never that easy, though. I can;t beleive myself sometimes. oo selfish. But I only have a little while left before I leave! It's not fair that I have to share all my time with him!