Ill update you.
Rough Monday, but strawberry yogurt in dining hall is cheering me up slightly. When people ask how I am doing, my response now is; “I’ve seen better days” which is true, I miss those days.
I don’t know if it is hurting her as much as it’s hurting me. I can’t make it a few hours without accidentally thinking about her and wanting to update and hear about her day. Going to bed and waking up is even worse.
So far this has been the worst year of my life.
I hope NC turns blue.