it was EXTREMELY hard. My partner was in Afghanistan for almost a year and a half. I missed him so much. He had to be extremely careful when he talked to me on the phone because he was scared to be found out...when he said "i love you" it was mostly muffled in his shoulder.
He was technically married to his wife at the time so she got all his money (and spent all of it and more, ruining his credit). I had no rights...and still have no rights.
Eventually, he couldn't take the stress of it all. He left up his myspace page on purpose, hoping people would notice his orientation listed as bisexual. When they found out, he was surprised to find out that they didn't care at all....what we've found that, once you are in, if they find out generally there is an overriding feeling of group and purpose...and sexuality doesn't get in the way as long as you are doing just as good as they are.
I was so happy when he got home...
One day, i got a call and was told that a helicopter had been shot down and everyone had been killed. This was around the same time he was suppose to be flying through some bad place to start is outprocessing. I completely lost it. It was the middle of dinner and I couldn't stop crying (this call came from his now ex wife and he didn't sound worried, like it was no think, i wanted to strangle her).
I got home, and when i heard that he had left a message on the phone saying he had landed safely (later found out it was a different helicopter), i burst back into tears and couldn't stop shaking. He called and i talked to him for a long time.
