I did have some of that in the morning, particularly since... while she was still here, mornings were the little windows of time where she would still smile at me, just wake up and smile sleepily like everything was still fine. And so waking up is just hard.
I have certainly felt like life has been in limbo, like my existence is in jeopardy. I've identified myself as my wife's husband for almost half my lifetime, and I'm 40. My entire identity is in flux.
There's no magic bullet. It'll just get better. Best thing you can do is, as others will say, get a life--your own life. The more you do, the more "you" your life becomes. It is REALLY HARD to force yourself to do anything besides collapse--trust me, I know, I really do. But it helps.
15:20, eh? UK, I surmise from the "cheers"? Miss England myself--it was coming back from there that seemed to trigger my wife's implosion. Those were good days.
