I’ve been really stressed, sad and anxious for the past week. My brother’s going to join the Marines, and I’m torn up. I don’t want him to go, but in a way I do. It would be nice to have the house to myself, and absence makes the heart grow fonder. I just don’t know what I’ll do without him. I’ve never been alone in our house for more than ten hours, and I’ll be alone in the house for days now, since my mom takes some mini-vacations with her boyfriend. I’m just really want to hug him an tell him how much I love him. I just can’t take this pain.