The crying bout is over. I know that I have plenty of reason to cry. It's just that it strikes at weird times. I'm best when I am with Jim. He seems pretty upbeat. Maybe he's just holding it in for my sake, like I hold it in for his.
I've put in a call to my old therapist. She helped me through my divorce several years ago. I wish I could just blog and not have to pay for therapy. But, it's just not enough.
It's time for me to leave the office. I feel like I have no home to go to. The house is just not home without Jim. Oh crap, now I'm crying again.