I’m somewhere in the middle of the anger phase and the acceptance phase of grief. It’s just one of the ways this process has not been linear for me. I don’t remember if it was with Robert… Wow, I haven’t written that name in ages. God how I miss young love.
But with Josh it is different. We were together for so long. I always held out hope that he would get his shit together. Clearly that wasn’t in the cards. I don’t know if i’m devestated that he left me here alone or the fact that it has happened to me again.
Sometimes, I get angry about that. The natural, “Why me?” that we all think in horrible situations. God, I really do miss him. I know there will always be a piece of him in our children but that is not what I want. I want sober, happy Josh back. That’s all I have ever wanted. He is my bestfriend. The one I’ve spent over half of my life with… despite the miserable times I still love him.
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