I’m angry today, another holiday alone. I want to through a tantrum, yell and scream for a little bit. Alias, I won’t, it doesn’t solve anything and only stress me out even more. So instead, I’m stuffing the emotions, putting on my happy face and going to watch the fireworks.

I’m sitting here chatting with my good friend that I’ve grown to really enjoy being around listening him go on and on about his new love and leaving the base. I’m sick of this s@#$.