Blurb my brain:
In case you were wondering, the missing arm in that last post was a metaphor for Fiancé. I'll let you go back and re-read that post. It makes more sense now, eh?
Well, it shouldn't.
We military whatevers get this all the time. How is it fair for someone to tell me I will or should be used to Fiancé being gone? how can they choose to complain to me because their shift changes by a whole 3 hours and therefore they can't see their significant others, and then act surprised when I say "sorry, I can't relate. I haven't slept next to Fiancé in over 3 weeks. In fact, I have slept next to him for a total of 4 weeks over the whole year."
This hypocrisy carries over from one of my friends who told me one night about 4 months in to Fiancé being gone that I needed to "get over it. He's gone. Stop being sad about it" when she makes out with her boyfriend. Now he's gone for 90 days and 30 days into it, shes complaining.
My parents stated that I chose to date military. And to some extent I did. I could have dated Hans or Franz but I chose the good ol' American boy. Did I choose to fall in love? Did I choose to have him stationed in Korea? No. No. So I am supposed to accept my punishment from my peers for letting my love of my life be a military man? I don't think so.
I don't want your pity. I want your understanding. And for you to know that others have it worse than you. Your temporary schedule change will not kill you.
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