Thanks for commenting. I find I write this stuff down for different reasons... sometimes boredom, sometimes catharsis, sometimes because there is nobody I can tell it to. He was my everything. My comfort and my ear. Now he is the bane of my existence.
It all happened too quickly and is too crazy. Extremely difficult to assimilate.
I'm spending every evening at my parents right now. One of my friends at work provides a little comfort during the day.
It's really bad this time though. Not like bad things haven't happened before but this feels different. And it's not even over yet. I cry everytime I go into the new house and I haven't even closed on it yet.