I have spent the last three months or so trying to be with Will. I thought I would be able to restart my life. It's worse than it was before. I have lost my purpose. I can't seem to get started again. Will is gone. There has to be a purpose for this. I'm not just supposed to walk away and act like he didnt happen. Will and I had discussed some things he stood for and would like to carry forward. I'm trying to figure out how to do that. I've spoken to one person about this since Will died. I am avoiding everyone. There is a reason to keep going. This is the only place I feel comfortable expressing myself. Will isn't gone he just isn't here!