I'm so relieved that my friend is OK. He's going back to Iraq in two weeks, but at least I know he's still alive. And quite happy. His girlfriend seems cool, understanding, and so friendly. Glad to know his family is doing fine too. I am grateful for the time I got to spend with him. God please keep him safe...may he have the mental strength to endure the rest of his deployment.
I'm so glad March is gone. I think March is the hardest month for me. I always freak out and get depressed. Anniversary Depression, I guess. That's what Jane said it was. And I believe her. I even had a war nightmare last month; woke up and had a mild anxiety attack. It happened on the eve of the Iraq war anniversary. I hate March.
On a good note: I watched Saving Private Ryan the other night...without crying once during the entire movie! This is phenomonal. It makes me feel like I'm back to normal...that I'll be ok from here on out. There are little things that'll still make me cry (like listening to the families of deployed soldiers), but I feel confident now about handling the bigger stuff. I'm almost home.
I miss Seth's company. I wish he lived closer.
I just bought Erik a new computer. I feel good about it. I like being his Sugar Momma. He deserves it. He's played a key part in helping me regain my lust for life, my ability to care for others, and my sanitiy. He showed me what I showed to Jack: that I'm still wanted and liked. Because of him, I'm almost home.