I posted it in a personal conversation, but I will do it again here - I apologize to you wife of. My lashing out in both this thread and another was completely inappropriate and solved nothing. It was immature and personally I will continue to post things w/o any concern when you also contribute to them, as I hope it will be vice versa. People come on here to gain insight, not read anyone going ten rounds.
Have you ever watched someone pass away? And they linger...and linger...and linger...and each day you don't know how many more days are still ahead, and it takes everything from you. You wake up with it in your face, you go to sleep with it in your face. You still have moments where you laugh, or run an errand, but it's still there - you're going to go to that place where they are slowly dying, it's in the back of your mind, and it almost stops that moment of laughter. And you look back on how many days you've been through already, still wondering how many are ahead, and you have days where you look up to the heavens and say "ok already! Just take them and end this finally!", but the next day you're relieved when they are still around, regardless of the state they are in, it's not over just yet. Would you stop going to them everyday and sitting with them just because it's uncomfortable as hell? No. You'd be there during as many miserable moments as you were still given.
I have lived that. This rivals it to the nth degree.
I can only say that I fall under the category of "just stopped hearing from my sufferer", and to say that it's absolutely maddening does not even begin to scratch the surface. It's like saying you have a paper cut when your arm has been torn off. Not going to where they are because they obviously aren't ready yet, and not being able to push them along to get to that point has at times taken my sanity. I am fully aware of what an ended relationship is, the finality of it, and can only say that my situation does not point to it in any way shape or form. I've questioned myself if I am pretending or just in denial, everyday to be honest, and can only say that down in my core there is something wrong with him since prior to him coming home - I just do not know what, and that where closure is apparent to individuals who are no longer dedicated to relationships as they were (whether it be in returning of possessions,or an email/text of acknowledgement that it's understood by both parties), this is not there - yet.
It's terribly conflicting when you are trying to decide what the best decision is - leaving someone behind in the dirt just to satisfy your own inborn and self centered need for happiness, or giving the ultimate gift by putting that need aside and suffering in some small way as they are to show a sign of solidarity - because who wants to be a friend that bails in the time of need? I'd rather have no friends at all than a "friend" such as that. Now to those who hear from their sufferer sporadically, if that were me, I can't even imagine what I'd be posting. That's a nightmare all on it's own. But when all communication ceases literally overnight with no warning or reason, each day your heart is ripped open yet again because you don't know if you're making the right move, each day hoping that's perhaps the day you see/hear a sign of life finally. So you go with your gut and whatever you feel in that particular moment, trying to cast aside any anger you feel brewing in the event that if that's the moment you hear from them you won't ruin it by lashing out with "How could you have done this to me?!" Believe me, I asked "is this over...what's going on...hello?...should I move on...." No acknowledgement to them.
I can only say that it's a game of time - whether my entire being says "This really will not continue anymore", or when I hear from him and we've agreed it's just time. Neither has occurred, and when one of them has, especially the latter, I'll be the first one admit that I absolutely no longer would be on this site anymore, because to not would be just wallowing in the sorrow of an ended relationship, and I've done that before so I know what 'ended' is. Somedays I've wished for "ended" because you just know the sense of finality, there's no guesswork involved. Finished is finished. Nothing points yet to finished, at least not yet.
Some come on here unsure about these military men and what they want from the relationship. They/we want answers to what we can do so that we DON'T give up. We don't intend or want to give up, if we did, we wouldn't be on this site. There's a part of us that wants to stay in it, it drives us to stay in it no matter the cost, hoping that we remained even when no one else did any longer. You can read it on the combat site - guys who've lost everything and everyone. It's such a thin fine line between "yes, buck up and press on", and "maybe losses just need to be cut".
And personally for me? Even if my life takes a course which I don't yet know anything about yet, I'd rather be someone that if it were the day before I died finally heard from him, would welcome back into my life for those last 24 hours than close my eyes knowing I had given up and left him behind without a single afterthought or concern. Too many of my fellow countrymen already are to these men (and women) coming home from war, and I'll be g-damned if I am one as well.