Me: I never expected to still be living with parents Friend: You need to move forward and get things going Me: We've been together together 15 years. It's hard. Friend: Exactly. You've been together 15 years, and he left you. It wasn't hard for him.
I am mourning someone that chose to leave. I wonder if this is what mourning someone that committed suicide feels like. He's basically just a ghost now that sometimes haunts.
I know everyone has always said this is a roller coaster. I expected it to be a little more linear though or maybe more of a slow and steady climb out of the dredges. Thought that with time, it would just keep getting easier and easier.
Maybe it will when things are set in ink. My limbo was so drawn out that maybe once things are done, it will be easier to heal.
I've been really down and need to get on the upswing.
