Oh dear.
Ok, I know that most of this is just me, worrying, pretty pointlessly. And I know that it's stupid.
My SO is coming over at Christmas, and yes, I'm very very excited.
Short interruption to explain the circumstances : We're Aus-Eng, our parents were friends when we were kids, we've been friends since we were kids, his family moved to Aus, been a bit more than friends for about five years, and I went over at the start of this year, we became official, and we ended up living together for seven months. I came home in September for Uni.
Anyway, it's his first visit here... our families haven't gotten together in a while.
But it was so heart-wrenching to leave him... I am dreading him leaving at the end of his visit here, mainly because I've only had to wait three months to see him, but after that, it could be up to six months. And I know I'm very fortunate, not having to wait as long as some LDRs, but having lived together for so long...it makes THIS part of my life feel like the holiday. Not a very good one, because I have work to do, but, y'know. You can understand. My life was there for a long time, our lives were so intertwined... argh. It's hard to explain.
But knowing what is coming - that little part of you that feels like it's dying when you part... I'm wondering how I can possibly bear that a second time. And I'm so amazed that so many of you have been able to keep this up for so long. I know it's worth it, so I can see him.
Argh, sorry. bit of brain-vomit, I think. I'm just scared. I don't want to say goodbye again. It hurts so badly. I don't mean to whine. But I am terrified.
Ok, I know that most of this is just me, worrying, pretty pointlessly. And I know that it's stupid.
My SO is coming over at Christmas, and yes, I'm very very excited.
Short interruption to explain the circumstances : We're Aus-Eng, our parents were friends when we were kids, we've been friends since we were kids, his family moved to Aus, been a bit more than friends for about five years, and I went over at the start of this year, we became official, and we ended up living together for seven months. I came home in September for Uni.
Anyway, it's his first visit here... our families haven't gotten together in a while.
But it was so heart-wrenching to leave him... I am dreading him leaving at the end of his visit here, mainly because I've only had to wait three months to see him, but after that, it could be up to six months. And I know I'm very fortunate, not having to wait as long as some LDRs, but having lived together for so long...it makes THIS part of my life feel like the holiday. Not a very good one, because I have work to do, but, y'know. You can understand. My life was there for a long time, our lives were so intertwined... argh. It's hard to explain.
But knowing what is coming - that little part of you that feels like it's dying when you part... I'm wondering how I can possibly bear that a second time. And I'm so amazed that so many of you have been able to keep this up for so long. I know it's worth it, so I can see him.
Argh, sorry. bit of brain-vomit, I think. I'm just scared. I don't want to say goodbye again. It hurts so badly. I don't mean to whine. But I am terrified.
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