EmmyLove
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- Jun 3, 2015
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Hey there, my name is Emmy. But I don't even know who that is anymore.
I felt happy with my life when my husband and I got married eight months ago today. We had dated for about 2 1/2 years. We weren't only a couple but we were truly best friends. We still are. We were only married a month before he was shipped off to San Diego, CA to become a United States Marine.
It's all he ever talked about wanting to do, even before we started dating. I hated the mention of it. Every time I heard someone ask what he wanted to do with his life, my heart cringed and I usually had to walk away. He graduated boot camp, MCT, and now he is at his job schooling and my chest still sinks at the mention of it. I am so proud of this incredible man God has given to me. I'm proud of all he's accomplished, of the man he is. Please don't think I'm not. But my gosh, this is not where I ever wanted my life to be. I'm alone. I'm such an emotional wreck 24/7. Though we are so happy together and love each other more and more every day, my anxiety or depression or whatever it is that is drowning me is causing us to argue over the simplest of things.
So I have two jobs in result of this. "Keep busy." "You need to get out more." "You need a job." But honestly? I feel WORSE being around people. I shake when I have to speak. My heart won't stop racing when it comes to anything to do with people. Nothing I do takes my mind off the fact that my husband is thousands of miles away from me, and nothing has ever hurt me so bad in all of my life.
I am such a mess. I feel like I've lost myself, my husband, and my grip on life. I feel like I have no purpose. What kills me is that I KNOW it should not be this hard. I watch tons of women go through this same thing, most of them their husbands are over seas. I feel weak in knowing that I can't even handle him being in a safe environment where I am able to speak to him every day. What is wrong with me?
I know this is probably SO unimportant to plenty of people out there, just another tear in the ocean. I just needed a place to vent my feelings. Should there be a few who care, thank you for hearing my cry. I just ask you pray for me. Please. That's all I need.
Blessings to you all,
Emmy
I felt happy with my life when my husband and I got married eight months ago today. We had dated for about 2 1/2 years. We weren't only a couple but we were truly best friends. We still are. We were only married a month before he was shipped off to San Diego, CA to become a United States Marine.
It's all he ever talked about wanting to do, even before we started dating. I hated the mention of it. Every time I heard someone ask what he wanted to do with his life, my heart cringed and I usually had to walk away. He graduated boot camp, MCT, and now he is at his job schooling and my chest still sinks at the mention of it. I am so proud of this incredible man God has given to me. I'm proud of all he's accomplished, of the man he is. Please don't think I'm not. But my gosh, this is not where I ever wanted my life to be. I'm alone. I'm such an emotional wreck 24/7. Though we are so happy together and love each other more and more every day, my anxiety or depression or whatever it is that is drowning me is causing us to argue over the simplest of things.
So I have two jobs in result of this. "Keep busy." "You need to get out more." "You need a job." But honestly? I feel WORSE being around people. I shake when I have to speak. My heart won't stop racing when it comes to anything to do with people. Nothing I do takes my mind off the fact that my husband is thousands of miles away from me, and nothing has ever hurt me so bad in all of my life.
I am such a mess. I feel like I've lost myself, my husband, and my grip on life. I feel like I have no purpose. What kills me is that I KNOW it should not be this hard. I watch tons of women go through this same thing, most of them their husbands are over seas. I feel weak in knowing that I can't even handle him being in a safe environment where I am able to speak to him every day. What is wrong with me?
I know this is probably SO unimportant to plenty of people out there, just another tear in the ocean. I just needed a place to vent my feelings. Should there be a few who care, thank you for hearing my cry. I just ask you pray for me. Please. That's all I need.
Blessings to you all,
Emmy