Today I'm struggling. 

I hate this. 

I feel so alone. 

I can't believe he's gone. It should have been me. He was too important to have been taken so young. 

I have no idea what I'm supposed to do, let alone what I'm actually doing. People think I'm okay, but I'm not. I hurt all the time. I'm always so tired. 

I don't think I'm ever going to be okay again. 

Gary deserved better.