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It's hard to sleep because I tend to dream and now all the dreams are feverish and about HER. I can keep going without her.
But I won't lie anymore: I'd rather not. It's been a hard road to travel alone. I hope I'll be okay.
She saved my life. If it weren't for her I would have succeeded in removing myself from here. No one, and I mean not one person (related or otherwise), has ever looked after me, looked for me, like her.
Here's my horrible voice that she (like a big ole liar) loved, and her just being herself from 7 years ago.
I wasn't home until she followed me there.
I love you, Linda.
What I wouldn't give to lie in your shade again.
(Editors note: EVERYTHING. ID GIVE IT ALL.)
#mylove #grief #Depression
No one will really see this but I need to tell someone, as I've been struggling for a little while.
My best friend, common law spouse, and all-around firecracker, died in December.
I'm trying really hard, but it's like walking around with blackout curtains over my eyes. The one person i could honestly say "Loved me too" is just.. gone. Permanently missing. I...I just weep a ton most days.
I've lost 40+ pounds since and nothing fits now. Like I'm wearing my older bros clothing all the time.
Imma be real with ya:
I grew up on the south side of Chicago, dirt poor. I kept bugging my mom for things we couldn't afford (which made my mom sad) so she told me to help the corner store with stocking shelves, sweeping, etc, so I could have money for the things I wanted. I was 8 years old.
My point is that in 8 years, I came from the womb, into the work force. I only had my mom "working" on me.
Star Citizen has had 10.
10+ years, still doesn't work.
Get a job you bums.