so I've just sat in the bath where it feels safe to feel my feelings, no h or kids to have to pretend too. Pretend that I am swell and that I all together. I miss my T so much its killing me. Then I realised that its all 1 sided. I bet she isn't sitting in a bath crying for me. I wonder if this is really worth. How can one ever come back from a situation like this? I don't believe I will ever be ok wiht missing T and whats the point of continuing? it is just prolonging the pain and even increasing it. Each time my family need me it just reminds me of what I "need" and can 't have.

Happy new yr (said with little enthusism)