days and nights are much longerJune 25, 2018
This past year has been the most difficult year of my life.
I can’t imagine that living without my son will ever feel easy. It feels too much like not really living at all. I lost half my heart with his passing. I feel like a shell with a gaping hole in it and, a year after his suicide, I still don’t know what I am anymore. I just exist for Anya. I don’t have any other purpose. I always felt whole when I had both my kids. My kids have always been my everything... now I’m down to half, but my love for Jasten remains while he’s not here to feel it anymore.
I feel so lost. 😭💔