Ouchie.

So, can I just say that I hate the war in Iraq?
I have two friends over there. Today Isaac logged in on msn, and he said, "Guess where I am?" And then he told me he was in Kuwait, and that in a few days they are heading into Iraq. I asked him if they would be near fighting.
He told me their squad leader was taking them "right into the thick of it."
To be very honest, I quite literally burst into tears. I told him I was scared for him. He said I shouldn't be...but oh god, am I. If anything happened to Isaac (or Keith)...I...god.
Isaac has been the closest guy friend of my life. We went to high school together in Darby after meeting a few months before at some random event, and I remember my first day at Darby; he remembered my name. He's the only guy who has ever really made me feel like I was someone special and beautiful and precious. He tells me without fear that he loves me and that he thinks I'm beautiful. I adore him. We haven't even seen each other in four years now--way too long. He'll be there for a year, and I am so scared for him. He is so sweet, so kind, so just...good, even if he doesn't think so himself. And I'm so very scared. Not just for his physical safety, but emotionally as well. What if he has to kill someone? What would that do to him? I wish he wasn't there. I don't know what I would do if something happened to him.
Maybe I shouldn't worry, but I can't help the tears that fall, and I feel so helpless.
War is scary. I don't know what else to say. I don't even have an address I can write to him at.
And Keith...he's always been kind to me.
Isaac, Keith...stay safe, please.
I hate this feeling...this scared rabbit-feeling like there is absolutely nothing I can do and I just wish Isaac was HERE.