Days 28, 29, and 30, your happiness is not more important.

Let me rant for a minute, my airman treats me like his happiness
is more important than mine, and it in fact, isn't. not one
bit. Just because he is in the military doesn't make him
more important than me. I stay home, I wait on him..I don't have
to. Supporting him is like a full time job on top of my own job,
it's not easy, it's never been easy. So why does he get to act
like I do nothing, like his happiness is more important than mine.
Doesn't it matter what I want? Does my hopes and dreams for the
future even matter to him anymore? I don't even know. He acts
like I'm no where near as important as him and then pretends
to be all sweet and acts offended when I finally get pissed about
it. Okay, rant over.
This weekend was of course, uneventful. We texted mostly and
played words with friends. (By the way, great game to play with
your Airman while he is away..as long as you both have Android
powered phones or iPhones.) He finally read a little bit of
this blog, my wonderful baby..he didn't seem impressed. Leave it
to a man. I love this blog, I love the wonderful people that
I have met through this blog, and I never want to give it up.
There's nothing like being in a military relationship, it's
something that words can never describe, and when you start
arguing with all this distance between you, it's so hard to deal.
It's like your ability to function is just taken from you,
I'll be honest, we've argued like crazy lately, over everything.
We are driving each other crazy, I can't sleep or eat...I feel
terrible. I hate arguing with all of this distance between us,
it's so hard. As always, all of you wonderful people can contact
me through email: diaryofanairforcegirlfriend@aol.com OR facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/diaryofanairforcegirlfriend OR twitter:
@willis_lacey