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I just got home from dropping Scott off at the airport to go back to afghanistan for another 6 months. I intended on writing a huge post to describe the amazing things that he planned and we did over his R&R but im so exhausted and emotionally shot to hell that i can barely see straight.
Its the worst feeling in the world to sit in a room and know that two hours ago someone was there who wont be again for 6 months. To be so used to someone being around you constantly so that you could lean over and say something or reach over and just feel them and then suddenly youre all alone. Its so lonely.
I feel like i got punched in the stomach. And i cant stop crying.
Its the worst feeling in the world to sit in a room and know that two hours ago someone was there who wont be again for 6 months. To be so used to someone being around you constantly so that you could lean over and say something or reach over and just feel them and then suddenly youre all alone. Its so lonely.
I feel like i got punched in the stomach. And i cant stop crying.