well, i have been remiss in my posting duties.
it's been 2 weeks since she left, the second week has been so much harder than the first one.
I don't always know how to seperate the borderline stuff from the genuine grief sometimes. Just driving home at the end of the day is so bad
i feel like i'm coming apart inside.
i don't know.
i don't know.

On the positive side, i got into the DBT Group, which meets on thursdays.
looking forward to it and to seeing my doc on friday.