Another Day

Well, made it through another day.  That's about all I can say about my life right now--day by day.  Don't know how I'm going to make it through the weekend.  The weather is supposed to be cold and maybe some snow so I can't get out and work in the garden which would keep my mind off the fact that it is the two year anniversary of Gene's death.  Want to call someone to be here with me, and then I think that maybe I should just be alone to do whatever I want.  Went to counseling last night and she thinks it's okay if I just curl up in bed and stay there for the day.  She also thinks I may be suffering from PTSD and suggested another counselor who specializes in treating it.  I don't know what to think.  I just know that every memory of Gene makes me cry and I can't look at his picture without breaking down.  I've got to pick myself up and start moving on I just don't know how to do that right now.