Gone.

I don’t really understand what’s happening. I have taken, once again, to

retreating into the ladies room at work and crying. It’s as though I have just

woken up, 2 and a half months later, and realized that he really isn’t coming

back. I can’t believe he doesn’t stand next to me anymore. I mean, I really

can’t believe it. He used to be next to me. He’d stand next to me, walk next to

me and sit next to me. He’s not coming back and I don’t’ know why I’m just

beginning to feel it now. I miss him. My crying bouts have become worse at night

and the Zoloft doesn’t seem to be cutting it anymore. I have to do something. I

need to talk with Rosalind again or with my medical doctor. He’s my Creejie and

now he’s gone. I can’t believe it. I want him back, though I know that’s not

possible. How could this have happened? Everything was great and now it’s all

gone. I’m very, very sad.