#ldr help

[the-radiation-makes-me-glow]

Yo could someone please donate to the dating for 2 years and still haven't met long distance relationship fund

[awaytotheuk]

Update 8/17/18

I’m really bad at updating these days. I’ve done nothing but work lately and I’m exhausted.

Anyways! We have sent off our documents to Sheffield, and now we wait. We couldn’t afford priority, so we will know the outcome of all of this in 50-60 business days. It’s going to be the longest 3 months of our lives.

I’m the type of person to expect the worst so when it turns out well I’m alright. So for the next 12 or so weeks I’m going to be an anxious mess.

I’m praying that we have enough evidence to prove we are really married, which I’m sure we do. I’m just a worrier and nothing I can do/day helps to stop being one.

But it’s out of our hands now. We have done everything we were supposed to do, so now we wait.

Keep us in your thoughts and prayers and I promise I’ll try better with updates ❤️

[lostmountians]

Come here...

Come here, my love. Come crawl into my bed on my side. Come snuggle deep in my arms and intertwine your legs with mine. Let these sheets catch the day and let me catch your tears. You are not alone in this. Miles may be between us, but soon they will count down one at a time as you inch closer to me. So come here my love take my open arms as an invitation to break allow me to build you back up. 

[1704milesapart-blog]

Life Update

Hi guys! I’m sorry I have fallen off of the face of the Earth again. I got caught up with trying to finish out the Spring semester of college and kept working a lot. Anyways, we just had our final visit before he heads off to a new country for his first station. About to be from 1,704 miles apart to 4,000 miles apart. The big puddle known as the Atlantic Ocean is going to separate us for awhile. 6hr time difference is about to be the obstacle. I just need some guidance on how to adjust the change. Does anyone have any advice for moving from intercontental long distance to international long distance or even just being in an international long distance relationship in general?

[awaytotheuk]

Y’ALL

Okay so things are moving around and ideas are being processed and what not and man we just really need so many prayers and vibes and some voodoo magic shit.

This is just the beginning. And hopefully DEAR GOD HOPEFULLY by June/July we will get good news and happy times will HOPEFULLY be happening.

Rob and I both feel like 2018 is going to be the year that changes for us. We can feel it in our hearts and just the charge of the world right now. But all of that can change in an instant.

Hence why I’m bein very vague about the details of such happenings. Only because I’m giving up on getting my hopes up. I’m giving up on saying stuff for certain.

All we know is that both of us are going to be working our asses off for the next few months and we just really need support.

Thank you all my loveys and hopefully with time I will have even better things to add to this ❤️❤️❤️

[awaytotheuk]

Rant 01/25/18

Okay so apparently having a side blog is annoying on tumblr mobile. I seem to keep reblogging things onto this one that I mean to reblog onto my main blog.

Oh well.

Tonight my anxiety is through the fucking roof. I just want to be home. Honestly that’s all I want. My main issue right now is what I’m going to do about my car before I move. Obviously I still need it while I’m in the states but I owe on the damn thing until 2019. I’m not planning on living here in 2019. I know I have to go to the dealership and talk to them about it. Either way it’s going to fuck with my credit which sucks because I just got it back up to an acceptable number and it’s gunna take a hit from this.

Even though my credit doesn’t exactly follow me to England. Sure, they can look it up from there to see what my credit was before I moved but it’s a different system. What worries me is the “just in case” file, as I like to call it.

So, just in case, something happens and I have to move back to the states my credit will be crap. Which won’t be good. On the other hand I’ve lived with shitty credit before so I guess I shouldn’t worry too much. (Also aside from the fact that I probably will not live in the states ever again).

But what really has my anxieties up is just the fact that I don’t know when I will get to see my husband again. I know I will be able to visit for sure sometime this summer. Fingers crossed it’s so I can visit AND see our legal advisor about starting our application process. But it seems so far away. I will be keeping myself busy this summer, even if it means getting a second job. But I don’t think I will need to because my bosses are pretty rad and understanding so hopefully they will let me work the 55 hours I want. (Yeah, 55 hours a week. I got shit I gotta pay off before I leave).

I’m tired of money, man. It rules everything. It’s the only reason Rob and I aren’t together right now and it kills me. No amount of our love can do anything for us.

WHICH is another thing that pisses me off. He could support us on what he earns now. Especially since he’s gotten more hours and practically lives at work. I wish the financial requirement wasn’t so high. It’s not impossible to achieve but I just wish I could be there to work on it with him. I know once I do live there we are both able to work on keeping our income at or above the requirement which is good. I plan on also working my ass off when I live there.

I’m just ranting. And this is the best place I can. I’m anxious, tired, and lonely. All I want is to be in my husbands arms and it kills me that I can’t be. I know in the long run it will seem like no time had gone by while we waited. I just wish I was sitting here typing that instead of “I wish I wish I wish.”

All in due time I suspect.

[awaytotheuk]

Petty Thoughts

I get in these moods sometimes where I get insanely petty over “normal” relationships. Like...not my own with friends and family but like....my friends on fb.

Lemme give you an example:

I have a friend I went to high school with and her and her boyfriend are constantly posting passive aggressive shit about each other on fb. And it irritates me beyond comprehension.

Like I know that people bicker and their relationship is none of my business but sometimes I literally just want to shake them both, give them both a slap, and tell them to either get the fuck over it or fucking break up already.

I get so jealous. And so petty.

Every night I think to myself:

Man, there’s so many fucking disfunctiobal relationships, and marriages where these fuckers don’t even realize how lucky they are to be around their partners.

And I know that’s partly irrational. Because it’s just my jealousy talking. But maaaan. Do I just want to lecture these fucks every night on how to appreciate what they have. It’s hard not to.

Sometimes, it’s really not fair that people who couldn’t care less if their relationship is good or not gets to be with their partners.

I just want to be with my husband. And these ungrateful loonies get to be with theirs.

Know what I mean, though?

[awaytotheuk]

Jealousy.

I have major jealousy issues.

I love, love, love other ldr blogs. But once I get into them and I read updates and what not I start feeling jealous. And it’s totally weird. Like I’m super happy for these couples but when they get to be together for good I turn into this jealous bitch because that is legit all I want/need in my life.

Especially tonight.

And especially if it’s a USA/England relationship.

And the USA moves to England.

Obviously I don’t know the whole story which is natural because no one can truly know the entire story unless you’re a person in said relationship. But it always seems easier for all of these other couples.

Like it seems like they say “we are gunna get married and live together!” And like three weeks later “update! We got married and bought our first house England is amazing.”

And then me and Rob sit down and literally crunch every number imaginable to try and figure out this stupid financial requirement that we’ve been trying to get a grip on for the last 2 years.

It’s probably “the grass is always greener” stuff going on.

But fuck! I just! Wanna! Live! With! My! Husband!!! That’s all I want.