I never believed in love or soul mates... that is until I met mine. Our relationship wasn't a bed of roses, we had to fight very hard for it. We dated for a year, took a year off and dated other people and finally found our way back to each other. Throughout our relationship and even breakup, he would tell me, his friends, who ever would listen, that it was only a break, and that one day I was going to be his wife. Four days after we were officially back together, I got the worst phone call of my life... its been 7 months and I still cry every night, morning and usually in between. He died of undiagnosed Lukemia, and some days I can't even accept that.
I need to know how you survive after this kind of loss. I'm not really alive anymore, I just go through the everyday without feeling what's happening. I'm graduating from college in May and I don't know what I'm going to do. He always talked about getting engaged for graduation.
Recently, I found out that someone in my building is interested me. The thought of being with anyone else makes me physically sick.
I could really sue the advice of someone who has done this. My friends try to understand, but their advice isn't something I think I can take, because it doesnt stem from experience.