A friend of mine said that he’s willing to excuse most behavior under three circumstances: giving birth, getting […]
Category Archive: grief diary
About the death of the love of my life.
I survived the memorial thanks to Klonopin and friends. This week was terrible. The closer it came to […]
It has been over a month since the love of my life died. This weekend is his memorial. […]
I have a little dream. It’s really a rather tiny dream, barely visible to the naked eye. It’s […]
In the wake of my most recent tragedy–the death of the love of my life–I’ve heard a lot […]
It has been almost a month. Not quite, but almost a month since the love of my life […]
It’s been three weeks since the love of my life died. Three entire weeks of grief. You begin […]
Losing the love of your life really sucks for a number of reasons. Nothing will ever be the […]
I should probably just change the name of this blog to the title of this post, because that’s […]
It has been three days since the love of my life died. They have been entirely surreal. I […]
You think you know trouble, you know sorrow and as far downhill as the human soul can go. […]
