I did not. Pain is a part of life. It happens to everyone. And I’ve felt incredible pain before. Nothing could prepare for the large hole in my chest you would create when you left.
Every day is a struggle to exist. I don’t think I’m living anymore. I’m just existing. It’s like my soul went with you the day you left. Only a month has gone by but it hurts just as bad as that day.
People keep telling me it’ll get better, it gets easier. I don’t believe any of that though. I can’t think this agony will ease up. Not in a year, not in a decade. You were taken way too soon and I’d give anything to have you alive again.