I am hurt. I am angry. I am broken.

I can't stop crying, and I don't want to.

I can't just write off the last 37 years of my life.

 It wasn't a perfect life, there's no such thing.

But it was our life..

You don't need to understand my grief.

Please don't tell me it will get better, that I will heal.

I know this. I know it takes time. My time.
Don't tell me it's been 6 months - move on..
I know how long it's been,
I live with it every second of every day.

I'll get over my grief - I have too.

Life will go on.

But for now, let me cry, let me scream.

Let me grieve in my own way.

Let me heal in my own time.