As another one of my brilliant ideas leaves, I think I need to take a moment. Step back and remember that my health comes first. In this instance, it’s not my physical health, it’s my mental health.
This week has been hard. I mean everyday for the past 3 weeks has been hard. But this Saturday afternoon, I broke, I’m hurt and I don’t know where my head is at in the ‘grieving’ phase. I’m still hurt here on Tuesday night, very much hurt.
I’m not ready for my life without him, I’m not ready for thinking about my life without him and I know I have to.
I hate thinking that life without him is my life now, I’m not ok. Life’s not ok.
Here are some pictures that make me happy but sad obviously.