I love my husband, more than anything or anyone, including myself, but this is so hard. I miss being back in Michigan, I miss having my family & friends being around the corner. I know that Iām lucky because my husband has a 9-5 job & gets to have weekends off, but that doesnāt take away the loneliness. I donāt wake up early like I first did when we moved here, because thereās no point, itās just me. I wake up when he comes home for lunch, then I get ready for my day. I even get mad if he takes naps, I try not to say anything or do anything about it, because I donāt want to be crazy, or a bitch, but itās not fair if he can go & see people all day, talk to people, interact with people other than a cat. I know I can call my family & friends, but that just makes it that much harder because I canāt physically see them anymore. I just miss being home. I hate this state, I hate this station.Ā
