I just found out Sunday that he'd be leaving,and I've felt pretty psychotic ever since. I don't know what to say or do--I feel like everything is tinged with leaving. Everytime we do something, I wonder how much more we'll get to do it before he leaves. I know it's an awful mentality to have...but it's there.
I'm angry. All told, I'll have spent about a month and a half with him as a married couple before he goes. I know this is the best way it could happen-he'll most likely be home for the big holidays. But I'm angry that I'm going to be moving into/buying a house by myself, I'm angry that he'll miss our dog being a puppy. I'm angry that I'm going through this and my brother just tells me "you knew what you were getting into". I'm angry, sad, and cautiously happy. I feel psychotic.