I'm still here. So is this journal.
I'm sure no one reads this anymore. But, sometimes Facebook is inadequate.
I don't really know what my life is anymore. I go through my routine, rarely have fun, and I'm basically alone most of the time. Is this it? The rest of my life, right here? I don't know what to do at 45 or older. Where do I go? Who do I talk to now that Anita is gone? I have not really been talking to anyone.
Anita would tell me I need therapy. Maybe. I feel like I'm in purgatory.