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M3W2501
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- Sep 22, 2019
- 14
Since my boyfriend died in August, I can't live my life. I have been completely confined to my bed, and don't see any way at all possible without him. I can't take care of myself. I can't take care of my kids. He was literally my whole world, as we both suffered from mental health issues and he was my only comfort. Now, the panic attacks and ptsd from finding him dead haunt my every waking moment. I have some of his SN left, and ordered a fresh bottle. At this point, I'm only staying for my kids. But I don't know if it's enough. I was already having suicidal thoughts and panic before he left me to be at peace. He was the person I loved most in the entire world. Even more so than my kids. He was my reason for living. Without him, I'm completely alone and every day waking up I wish I hadn't. I feel guilty because we were both suffering so much, I missed the signs he was giving me. I want more than anything to "be with" him.