I’ve been doing so well lately, I was even happy earlier today. Although tonight it hit again. I think with the social distancing it has reminded me of what I’ve lost. I don’t have you to isolate myself with anymore. It’s just me and an empty house. It’s strange how just one person can make you feel much less lonely. Even though I know you were emotionally abusive and mean, a part of me still wishes you were here. But not really.