First off...that fiance I mentioned several times? Her name (yes I said her) was Elise. She was a friend from high school (well actually I guess you could say someone I sort of knew) and I reconnected with her right before I deployed to Iraq in 2009. It was great to have her back in my life again I guess. Boy how I wish I had NEVER answered that email that she'd sent me while I was in Camp Blanding, FL...asking if we could talk sometime. Anyway, I left, I came home in Sept. on leave, and we uh did the dirty deed....only problem was, she was still dating her boyfriend Charlie at the time. (yeah Elise, I'm posting every damn dirty detail on here so everyone will know the truth) Anyway, she stayed with him, she ended up telling him after I'd gone back in country that we'd slept together. When I came to Ft Bragg for treatment in October she came to see me several times and among the many activities we did, we continued to...yep you guessed it sleep together. Anyway a little after Thanksgiving she FINALLY decided to tell Charlie she wanted to come to NC and be with me and in January 2010 she did just that....let me again express how I wish I'd just left her in West Virginia. Anyway we lived in NC until about July when I was seperated from the Army and we ended up in Annapolis MD. THIS is where shit really hit the fan. By Sept she'd had me commited in the John Hopkins Hospital mental ward, when I got out in the beginning of October I was forced to come back to my parents in Morgantown. I managed to make it back up to Annapolis by November where at this time it was revealed to me that Elise had had unprotected sex with our mutual "friend" Matt not once but TWICE while I was in Morgantown (yeah you forgot this detail of the story when you told it to all of our friends huh?) I should have left then but no because by this time she'd convinced me (and I'd probably convinced myself) that I couldn't live without her. Anyway, I was back in Morgantown by December. Elise came to see me for Christmas and it seemed like we were getting back on track. Wrong. January I made the 4 hour drive to see her for a day then came back to Morgantown. I did the same in Feb the day after the Super Bowl because it was her birthday. It seemed fine. A week later she deleted me off Facebook, stopped returning my calls, called my mother to tell me she was leaving me and that was that.
Needless to say the rest of 2011 sucked for me. I can't really go into it not because I don't want to but because I was in such a deep state of depression that I can't really remember the rest of it. Plus remember that all this time I was going untreated for PTSD so add that to the mix....and I was a ticking time bomb. In the summer of 2011 I was such a danger to myself and others that my family forced me to check myself into the VA psych ward in Clarksburg WV to get help. I did. I was there for almost a month but I was 120% better and I will always be grateful to everyone there for well, I'll just say it, saving my life. 2012 got A LOT better because I finally met the love of my life, my wife, Traci.
There we are, on our wedding day, March 5th 2012. Anyway life is good and I'm back. So, more to come!
