TeaK – good question. Part of it is fear, part of it is sadness, for all the bad he was also my best friend and we did have some really great times and that makes me very sad to lose that. We had plans for a future that we also won’t see happen – so it’s hard.

I feel lost because my stuff is scattered (storage, my house, the place I’m staying). My job is an hour and a half away from where I am staying – so I have to travel back and fourth once a week (thank goodness for working from home most of the time). Even my role at my job is shifting (away from design and into writing which is not what I want to do). So I feel like a lot of things are up in the air – I feel like a lot of my identity is shifting – which I know I really need pull that away from work – but it’s hard because I spend so much time working so it’s hard to not identify with it. I think the worst part is I’m not even sure what my dreams are anymore.