Well... He's gone.. for 2 weeks I will be sleeping with the dog.. I will come home to a empty house. Noone to talk to but my 4 year old. I don't know how I'm going to deal with this. I cried like a baby... I am setting up an appt with a therapist cuz I'm sure normal humans don't feel this much of an overbearing amount of anxiety uncertainty and just... Scared. Yeah we have our ups and downs and we fight like cats and dogs at times. But watching his tail lights fade and thinking about that being the last time I see him in 2 weeks broke my heart. Ughhhh why must this be a trigger .. why must this be so hard... I hate empty beds.. I hate sleeping alone.. I hate the quiet.. ughhh... I'm already thinking of a welcome home surprise... We've been lacking lately in every aspect sex and all... And that's the one thing no matter what we have had... To help reconnect and kind of clean the slate... And we had sex twice today... ughhhh just want to cry..