The other night, I lost she that mattered most to me in the world, my beloved baby Boo (Ariel). It was much more sudden than expected and I’m not doing well with it at all. Without her, nearly everything seems pointless.
When I’m at work surrounded by friends, I’m holding it together fairly well and as long as I’m constantly distracted I can pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist.
At home, the pain is nearly unbearable. I’m living in constant misery, rage, or intense panic attacks.
I haven’t been around online much lately because of work, but I suspect it will be even less now.