I feel alone. I am alone.
There is nothing left of me.
He died and when he died, I died with him.
I buried myself as well at his funeral.
I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t talk to anyone because nobody knew him.
Nobody here knew him. Cared about him.
Why did he have to die. I feel so alone all the time.
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I’m really sorry you are going through this. I’ve never lost a partner that way. But I imagine I would feel the same as you are now– that I died along with him too. I don’t know if there is anything I can say that can help you feel better. I’m so sorry.
Life is so unfair, I know. *Hug*