He’s gone, and will never come back. That, I’m sure of. I almost don’t care anymore, regardless of the 21 years we spent together. It’s still such a shock – such an emptiness. The fact that he’s blaming me for everything, that he believes I’m far more ill than I am, is disconcerting. It makes me doubt myself, all the time.
I’m cold. I’m almost always cold. I sleep alone. I get up alone, I live in near silence, and fear. Where will I go, how will I get there, what will I do?
I gave up […]