they say grief gets easier. it does.
what they dont warn you about is the feeling after.
the sudden bouts of frustration that make you want to punch a wall.
where you just want them back and clench your fists and inside youre screaming: ‘ARGH. JUST LET ME HAVE THEM BACK I AM SO DONE WITH THIS’.
that horrible frustration where you want something changed but it can never be done.
just give me him back. i cant be bothered with this anymore. i am getting so tired of this. its draining. ITS BEEN FOUR FUCKING YEARS.
Steve said that when he’s away he can tell when i’ve watched porn based on how i type to him on facebook. Thats worrying. haha.