Because right now, I feel like that’s how it is, that I’m alone. Whether or not my husband lives with me, 80% of the time he is traveling for work and leaving me alone.
Sure you get to gain the title of being a strong, confident, secure, bad bitch of a woman. But what I want is for my husband to be home.
I miss talking to him, and cuddling with him, and laughing about nothing with him. I miss him teaching mr things and me surprising him. I miss him.
But instead I’m doing our laundry alone, planning for dinner for one tonight, I’ll go for a jog alone, shower alone, and go to sleep alone, not to mention that I can never sleep a whole night through without him next to me.
This is depressing. Living alone makes me sad. This makes me miss my husband so much more.