Jordan and I have reached a compromise and we're going to work more on this when he comes home. For now, we're just going to pretend that everything is okay. It's a lie, but it's only a lie until November. which, thank god, is only 15 weeks away.
It feels like a break in the storm. So far it's been one thing after another. In a pretty sequential pattern, but I think I'm good now. Finally, a break. If I were one to believe in jinxes, I think that my previous statement would qualify, but I think everything is good as of right now.
Do you remember what my quote for this deployment was? "I'll be fine." It was supposed to be something I needed to tell myself to get myself through this and to prevent me from falling apart. Well, now that I remember it, I really should start saying it again. I've already had a few break downs. It's about time I stood back up and started fighting back. I need to put myself back together. I will not be defeated by this deployment. I will fight through the depression, through the drama, through the pain, and I will be fine.
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