The idea of leaving him for 6 months scares the shit out of me. I got the visa on Monday and was terribly excited until it really hit me... I won’t be seeing Gian until September.
I don’t know if I can actually do this. Four months? What was I thinking?!?!
I want to go, I do! And he’s so excited for me... but every moment we spend together I keep thinking it’s going to be the last one for a good deal of time.
What did I get myself into?
Love,
Gaby