Oy vay. . . I don't even know where to start. Garrett doesn't know when he's going to be coming back from Iraq. We were both expecting sometime in September, cause that's what his deployment papers said. But he was told that it was not determined, of course. So, we aren't sure when he will be coming home.
I made the choice that I can't wait for him. I need that physical contact. Everyone relationship needs one. I feel like I am torturing myself when I can easily make the torture stop. He agreed that this wasn't fair for either of us.
I feel better that we talked about it. We are still going to be really close, while we are on this some what of a break. I still love him. And I want to be with him when he gets home. But I am not strong enough to wait on till then.
Garrett, I hope you believe me when I say that I will always love you and that I will be here for you when you come home to me.
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