So, here's the story about how I lost a girlfriend while in the military.
This was summer of 2011. I had been going to drill about an hour and a half from my hometown for a while. I knew that I would be shipped out September 6th, 3 days after my birthday.
After having the conversation in my head time and time again, I finally tell her that I'm leaving. She was hurt by the news which I kinda expected. I miscalculated the length of time that I would be gone. I asked her if she would wait for me and she said, "yea, I'll be here waiting when you get back".
September's here. I celebrate my birthday and prepare to leave. I say my goodbyes and I'm off. Around the middle of October, after everything is pretty much in place, we finally get some repreave to communicate with family and friends. I inbox her on FB and she's glad to hear from me. She asks when I'll be home and I tell her I'll be home for Christmas and get her address so I can write her letters.
I write to her as well as my family. After some days pass, I get letters from my family but nothing from her. I'm pretty sure I wrote her again. Still nothing. Days turned into weeks. Weeks into a month or so. Now, I have a chance to call. So, I called my family and talked to them. I immediately call her afterwards. She answers and we talk for a while just catching up with each other.
I asked her if she got any of my letters and she says she did. "Why didn't you write back", I ask her. Her response, "I didn't know what to say". Anything. You could've said anything. About how you felt when I told you I was leaving (she never told me what was going through her mind. Kinda just accepted it). How you were doing. How you were making it through all of this. Anything. I never heard from her again after this phone conversation. I called again but it was fruitless.
I'm home for Christmas as I said I would be. No sign of her. Can't get in touch with her. I find out that while I was away she became promiscuous. She even almost had sex with her own cousin in the bathroom at a house party. My heart sank. It hurt me. Once again, love kicked me in the ass. I'm pretty sure she knew she couldn't wait for me but couldn't bring herself to be honest with me. I wish she would've been honest though. It wouldn't have hurt as much.