I feel like these letters are getting repetitive. I'm sure my constant complaining would be annoying by now if you were actually getting these. Instead I shall continue to be a bitter old biddy and sit here and stew in my endless annoyance and frustration. . . That makes me sound incredibly ungrateful and unreasonable. I don't even like this version of myself. You are never allowed to go on one of these things ever again, do you understand me?

Almost two weeks since your departure; I feel like it's been months at this point. I never thought I'd be this girl. I'm the adventurous one, the independent one, the one who laughs at the idea of sitting by idly and pining for a man, but here I am. How did you manage to do this to me? I feel ridiculous, you know that? I'd really, really like to punch you right now. If anything I would feel better and that would mean you would be close enough for me to do so.

Please, please, please come home soon. I can't stand this much longer.