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.