He's not coming home today. He might not even come home tomorrow. His boss is a dick and obviously has absolutely no one back at home to call "family". His dickhead of a boss wants to stay out there until Wednesday. Jeff's actually considering paying to take a bus back up here tonight. I know this shit seems childish to most of you, Jeff and I not being able to be away from each other like this, but ya'll probably wouldn't know what it feels like either. We are way too attached to each other. We've been together for a year and three months almost and every single day during that time, we have spent with each other. Whether it was for an hour or the entire day, we still saw each other every day. Now this shit pops up and we don't know how to deal with it emotionally and it's tearing us apart. I'm not going to put up with this for very much longer. But I know I need to hang on because I know I shouldn't end this over a fucking job. Love is way too strong. But this hurts. This hurts bad. If I would've known that this was how it was going to be, I would've never let him take the fucking job.