Sad day. Just a day. Still got up. Still worked out. Have not drowned myself in anyone, yet. Day is not over. Maybe tonight,  i'll fall asleep right away.  And your absence won't hurt as much, and tomorrow will be better.

Her: You get yourself through the moment. Every moment.
Me: for how long? How long do I want to be doing this for? How long do I have to?
Her: as long as it takes.
Me: it's been decades.  It will be decades more.  Is this really worth it.
Her: it MIGHT be- not it will be. You got through the hard part.  You are worth it.  So very very worth it.