The mind wandering. The "what-ifs". The "What is she doing right now? Is she thinking about me". It's all I can think about. I'm consumed by it! I've been trying to stay busy, looking for a job, working out again, but those thoughts just creep back in and hit me in the gut.
I'm not worried about falling off my wagon. Those were very dark years. I will never, ever fall back to that. And no, you don't sound harsh at all, no worries.
