Widows? Widowers? Single people? Single parents, specifically?
What do you do?
How do you go from being married, together every night, falling asleep together, waking up together, to being … alone?
What do you do at night? What do you do when the kids are in bed? When the world has all gone home?
On the average night… My boys are in bed by 9pm. What happens then?
There seemed to be a point to doing stuff before, now I can’t see the point in it. I just. don’t. care.
And I don’t really want do anything. There just doesn’t seem to be a point to pulling out the craft stuff, to doing a puzzle, to watching a movie… alone.
WTF do you do alone? Really? Because I’m getting bored with vacating into the computer and staring off into space.
I’m really just fucking lonely. I miss having someone to talk to at night. Someone to snuggle up to. *sigh*
This wasn’t the post I wanted to start with this year. But it’s 7.15pm and my kids will be going to bed soon, and I”m watching my son snuggle up to his girlfriend, and I realized that I’m fucking LONELY. I miss Mark. I miss how we were together. I miss him so freaking much.
I miss him. I miss our life together.