Just When I Think I Am Done

Day Three

I have taken to crying like a bird takes to the skies. We are one now.

Every few hours at work yesterday, my co-worker got up from his desk, came over to my cubicle and handed me tissues. He then quietly walked away and continued working.

Yesterday the tears came as soon as I woke up and realized how dumb I am. Driving to work. Getting my mail (his birthday gift arrived yesterday). And just simply walking around. I feel like my best friend died.

And right now I don't feel like I will ever recover.

And not only that, but I'm worried about him. I worry that if what he did to me was difficult for him and makes him sad, that he has no support system to help him through it. I'm so stupid.

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