Daddy/daughter was fun. We ate and shared some jokes, it was good to sit and chat with her.
Then we went to the pet store, had to get the dog some dog food and we had a good time looking at the fish and other critters.
No plans for tonight, I'm just not feeling it.
I've been in a funk for the past few days. Tomorrow will be exactly one month since the bomb.
It's weird because even the day of the bomb, we were texting I love you's to each other.
I hate feeling so discarded. W is very social and I heard from people that she is out doing things and spending time with her sister out on the town. How can she just move on so quickly? It makes me feel like all her I love you's to me in the months leading up to the bomb were just lip service.
Really struggling with my self esteem today. I feel like I wasn't good enough to keep her.
