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Carissimi · F
When my soulmate was murdered, I was left completely alone with no help or emotional support from anyone. I was a broken mess, and howled like a dying animal every morning when I woke up to the nightmare. I didn’t want to wake up, but then would think of my little children without their mother. I kept going for them because I could not bear them to suffer the heartache that I was going through, if they lost me too. You have to have a thread to hold onto, and unfortunately feel the pain while you hold on.
