It’s okay to vent, and I want you to vent, but do remember there’s a time when anger doesn’t do anything for you, when you just have to let it go and not look at it anymore. There comes a time when anger is no longer useful.
You might not be at that time right this very moment, so vent some more. Don’t worry, I’ll tell you when it gets excessive. I want you to be comfortable with being angry. I know you struggle with anger sometimes, but I’ll be there to let you know when it’s too much. And let’s face it, I’m not afraid of being blunt or confronting you about it.
Be angry. You usually have a right to it. Be anger and let it breath into your system, and then let it breath out. You can’t be anger forever. It’s just not who you are. So you need to take a step back and look at what’s happening and see if it’s really something that is worth your time and effort over. If it’s not, then let it go.
Also–if you’re still angry with whomever after reading this note, feel free to tear it to shreds and throw it on the ground or burn it in the grill. I have copies; I saved it! So I can always give it to you again.
I’m so sorry, love. I’m sorry this feeling is taking over you. I don’t know what I can do to help other than cuddle you and hold you close. It’s okay to cry. I really do mean that. It doesn’t make you any less of a person to shed the tears. It’s okay to want to be in solitude as well, just let me know.
Whatever you need, I’ll be right there to give it to you. We’re there for each other. That’s why we entered into this relationship and this marriage.
So when you’re sad, love, come to me. Come and let me wipe away your tears, kiss away your fears, and wrap you in warmth and comfort. We’re there for each other, and I want to be there for you as often as I can.
I’ll listen to whatever is on your heart, and I’ll let you talk it out. If you want to remain in silence until you’re ready to explain, I’ll wait. It’s not a matter of fixing the problem; it’s a matter of letting me be present with you. Take a tissue and wave it in the air like a truce. All else will disappear and nothing will be left by you and me and the moment of being present with each other in whatever we are feeling.
Let me be with you when you’re sad, love. It’s the only thing I ask of you.
It’s very apt that I’m writing this on this particular day. We’ve been married exactly one month today and you are gone for a whole week. I miss you, and I know you miss me. We’ve never had this problem as much now as we did before. Missing you now isn’t like missing you before.
You are my whole life, and I don’t want you to ever think otherwise. You need to continue to be the center of my life. So when you miss me, call me. When you miss me, text me. When you miss me, Facetime me. Let me know just how much you miss me because I guarantee I miss you more.
When you miss me, remember everything fun about when we’re together. Remember how we cuddle and snuggle on the couch in each other’s arms. Remember how I tried to make you get a job so I could have alone time? That’s nothing compared to this. Being gone for days isn’t like being gone for hours.
I miss you, just as much as I’m sure you miss me. We’re too longing hearts, waiting for the other to come back. I never thought we would be as tied together as we are. I’m such an independent person that I thought I could completely go through life without someone else by my side. I truly believed that until I married you. Now…now I’m lost without you. I’m lost when you’re gone. My missing you isn’t simply an ache in my heart, it’s a confusion in my brain. I don’t know where to go when you’re not here.
So think on that, love. Think on that and come back to me soon.