Today, I just hit a certain amount of his/our, that I just couldn't help but collapse in more grief and heartbreak. All the investment I put in with my years and heart, just to have it have been all for nought, is an enoromous life fail. Not one that is easily walked away from, not a pill one likely ever fully swallows. I worked though it, as I allowed myself to collaspse, but I didn't get today's goal all the way done. Just too strained. Did okay. Almost there, almost gone, but these last fücking corners are killing me.