So the first dark week went by, and my tooth broke. Seriously. Since the health insurance is through the DAM's job, I had to text him to ask if we had dental.

I can't wait until I have my own insurance.

I hate this. I miss him, and alternate between loving and hating him at the same time. The acceptance of all of this is the hardest part.

But I still ain't filing.

Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..