There isn’t a day

There isn’t a day that passes that I don’t think about her.

I really don’t know what to do anymore.  I try to forget and move on, but all I see is her face.  She is in my dreams every night.  Stupid brain neurons!!

I don’t know what has caused this latest mood swing. I’ve started a new job that should be very great, and I even got a nice raise, too, and this will get me out of a financial hole I’ve been in for nearly 3 years.  I thought I was doing better, but it seems that I am more morose every day.   There is no point in rehashing what I did wrong.  Bottom line is that she is long gone, remarried, and getting ready to move 1200 miles away. And she will be in town in a few days to see our son. And yes, I hope like hell I can see her.

Right now, I have to get out of this depression funk I’m in. It’s a struggle every day.

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