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11-22-2015, 09:57 AM | #29 | ||
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I miss his smell. His breathing and how he feels. His sounds.
I don't know how to cope. Wish I was very old. Or I was terminally ill. I truly do. Knowing I have to go on for years, it breaks me. In my years of pain and illness I kept going for him. Now the only thing from quitting altogether is 3 family members who would be heartbroken. For me, quality of life was never good since becoming ill. Now it is zero. I exist. Only for those people but never for me. Some nights I wake up, because I can't hear him breathing. Then I realise he isn't next to me. In my sleep I still reach for him. Every day is another day survived. I do not live. I am counting down my days. I just I don't know So much pain |
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