Woke up crying today. Had a dream about my dog Biscuit. She lives with my ex and well, I miss her terribly. It’s been almost a year since I last saw her and I doubt she’d even remember me, but I remember her. She was the sweetest dog and she loved unconditionally. I know time and all that will make things better but it’s still so hard sometimes.
It’s been a weird week – you know how certain, smells, sounds, sights can take you back? Well that’s happening a lot right now – where my mindset was different… everything was different. Last spring is when all this started (with the official moving out and back in with my parents) ... and I feel like I’m coming around to it again.
I lost a lot in the last few years and I’ve replaced nothing in my heart. It’s just a hole – a void. I got a lot of issues to work on, but all I can do is grieve it seems. I’m getting tired.

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