Wednesday
I hate the fact that I have to fight to survive without you. I have to fight to get out of bed. I have to fight to fix myself something to eat. I have to fight to go to work. I have to fight to keep my sanity.
The only thing that keeps me going is the knowledge I have. I know I will survive this. I know that this will get better. I know that eventually, some day, I will be happy again.
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