Ive had a pretty rough time of it. I just have. But the last couple of days, I felt myself becoming defiant. Not much of a swearer, every time I'd go to the "dark place," I started thinking, "Fuck you Grief. Im not a dark and miserable person. And my beautiful love for this beautiful man, and his for me? Is not going to turn me in to some sad and depressing person. Its just not."
So yeah. It sucks. Badly. Still on day 36. But you know what, I am working very hard at this. I cannot be one of those casualties of lost love. He wouldn't want that, and neither do I.
So you know what Grief, Fuck Off. Go destroy someone else. You are not making my love the ruin of me.
When you start creeping in, I'm going to head you off with doing nice things for other people, praying, Playing with my dog. Exercise. And getting every single kind of help that I need to come out of this whole.
So yeah. It sucks. Badly. Still on day 36. But you know what, I am working very hard at this. I cannot be one of those casualties of lost love. He wouldn't want that, and neither do I.
So you know what Grief, Fuck Off. Go destroy someone else. You are not making my love the ruin of me.
When you start creeping in, I'm going to head you off with doing nice things for other people, praying, Playing with my dog. Exercise. And getting every single kind of help that I need to come out of this whole.
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