My Daddy is leaving tomorrow for a 3 day trip to a motorcycle training and I am desperately trying to be okay with it. I’m of course putting on a brave face but inside I’m panicking. We’ve lived together for almost exactly 3 months and haven’t spent a night apart, and I have attachment issues as it is. Specifically being an anxious attachment style and even though I know this about myself it doesn’t always make it easier to cope.
The bad part is in October he’s going to California for a work trip for NINE days. That’s the one I’m really dreading. He’s only required to be there M-F so when he told me he was adding on some time to visit friends (he used to live there) the little girl in me felt abandoned, but big girl usually reigns me in and I play it off like everything is fine.
It’s not fine though, I’m really going to be struggling with that one. I don’t think I will be okay but I guess if I have no choice I’ll figure that shit out. I just hope I figure it out in a healthy way and not a 9 day bender way lol We shall see. I guess this little 3 day trip will be a good measure of how much I fall apart.