Here's something that bothers me a bit. For these 6 months we've been planning to visit each other (about to purchase plane tickets for next month). I was stopped by my friends, and asked to wait till she responded. We were ready and excited to see each other, and plans were beyond just "I can't wait to see you." but also, who I was going to meet, and things we were going to do together. (I'm a she by the way.) I got attached to her because although 6 months sound short, however, if you talk every night, and text throughout the day - it eventually became our routine. Our conversations would never end till one of us fell asleep. Same time every night, endless topics. What bothers me is, my heart grew close to her and her daughter. I have a phone filled with their pictures, 6 months worth. Biggest problem is, being lovers isn't as important as knowing whether or not she's safe and sound. I worried to a point where yes depression strikes me on and off