Today I'm doing a little better. I'm still despondent, but I recognize there is nothing I can do by crying and wishing things were different. They aren't and they're not going to be. I'm trying very hard to give myself a good pep talk here in hopes that I won't be crying myself to sleep again. I wish I had more to say, but I find myself unable to really think today about anything outside of "I miss J." "I should call him." But I know that I shouldn't. I should allow him space just like I need to get over this.
I talked to a couple of friends about what's going on and S thinks it's all for the best as does M, A, and B. It's nice that they're being supportive and letting me cry on their shoulders. I find that I can only merely talk about it though.. my tear ducts are too proud to let me cry in front of anyone, excepting S.
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