When on earth will the tears end? It feels as though I have none left - and yet they continue to come.
The letters arrived on people's doorsteps yesterday; today there have been the texts and phone calls. I am exhausted.
I woke again at 4am. Richard left at 6am to explore Reading as a place to live. My stomach sinks at the very thought of it. Will there ever be anything to look forward to again?
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