It seems I really have gotten past the depression I was in due to grief over losing my sig. other. I don't get way down like was happening. What an improvement! I don't go around wishing I was dead anymore . . . not since Sept 15.

However, I've got no ambition. I sit around watching TV or reading online.

I'm not heartbroken with grief like I was. But I sure miss sharing daily life with someone I love. It feels like nothing much matters to me anymore. I miss him so much. I miss the togetherness. I miss just being able to look at him. I loved his face. He was beautiful.