Well, this was a rough night, but different rough than before. I was sad as hell but it was not due to anything my W did, it was just my sadness over what is no more. I can't really explain it yet, but I cried and it felt different. I felt like I was doing it for me, not anyone else. I didn't feel good, but it was not near as bad as last week. So I am truly still on the ride. It may be a different coaster but I am flying up and down the hills all the same. We'll see what tomorrow brings. I hope I can wake up relatively happy like I did the last two mornings. Baby steps backwards...ready to take one big one back in the right direction again.
