Lots of stress.
I'm not nervous about being with my husband and moving to another continent to live with my love.
I'm nervous about being away from my best friends, K+B(R).
I feel like they're pulling away, too.
I don't know what to do.
I don't even know how to respond to them anymore for even the simplest of questions.
I get short and snippy and I don't mean it, but, yet, I can't control myself.
I cried last night because B(R) cancelled our evening plans. I was really looking forward to our sleepover. Like, A LOT! I know that it was for her brother and sister who were visiting in town, but they were just here ALL SUMMER and only JUST left for college a few weeks ago. But, it IS family.
I just don't know what to fucking do anymore.
I'm not the kind of person to EVER reach out for help or reach out when I'm hurting. K knows that, but seems to forget it all the time. When I'm hurting, I push people away and just sequester myself to...well, myself.
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