My relationship with Quincy, is something that I could never give up. I love him more than anything.
He is a little older and well when you graduate you either go to college, military, or to work for $7.25 an hour.
Well Quincy started with work, then the more I complained the more he considered an actual education. He always wanted to be apart of the water patrol, but from what I understand you have to go threw the military. And at this point, I didn't care. I just wanted him to do something. We want to settle down and have a family, can't make it on $7.25 an hour. I supported it. I told him to go for it. But now I look at it, and I do not want him to go. That's four years. Four years of being alone, and unhappy.
A lot can happen in four years of being alone and unhappy.
I told him. And he still wants to go. I should support him and be there for him, but it's hard. It's hard to love someone when you're just going to be let down in the end. That's hard. That's difficult.
That's what bothers me.
Him leaving me.