I really need a friend. I guess you're it.
With John's leaving and my living alone in the apartment after the year-long, gradual unraveling of our relationship - I've been feeling allllll the feelings. My therapist pointed out that this is the first time in my life I'm alone, and I pointed out that I have been single for a stretch of time before and she said that's not what she meant.
She said even when I was single I was living with somebody (she was right - my mom), and this was the first time I'd be living on my own, not waking up to anybody, and nobody waking up to me.
I am completely with myself for the first time in my life, and the point that I have now come to is one in which I fully identify with Tom Hanks' character in Castaway. (insert smack head emoji)
To take it even a step further, I feel like I need a Wilson...
...a sounding board for my feelings and frustrations, some sort of weird, inanimate 'ride or die', that will go through this tough time with me, in my quiet, hard moments in the apartment alone, that won't excuse itself to attend to prior responsibilities.
I really need a that kind of friend, and I guess this webspace is it.