Doesnt it seem that every time we think we have made some progress we end up going backwards again. Bruce has been gone for almost 2 yrs( in May). I thought I was doing pretty well. I have accepted that he's gone. But for some reason this past week has been hell. I cant stop thinking and talking about him. I'm crying alot and keep replaying the morning he died over and over in my mind. I cant even watch a news clip with out crying and thinking how much I miss him and wish he was back. If I see a tragedy or something sad on the news I think of the pain those poor people are going through because I know all too well how they feel and it just puts me in a slump. I hate feeling this way and thought the 2nd year would be easier but it really isnt. I thought it was, but now I feel like I'm going backwards. I hope its just the winter blues. Does anyone else feel this way?
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