today I spent the whole day inside my house.When she was alive I don,t think I ever did that.I mean I could have straighten up the garage but I never did,I went on a eating binge,not every single minute.Slept most of the day.I can imagine she slept most of the time she was home,depression? I told my therapist I was going to go the gym,I went once since I promiosed him this.The worst thing of the whole week is when I have to go work at 12 minight for 2 days.In the morning I have to endure my supervisor for 2 hr in the same room.It just bothers me he,s always nitpicking

Anyone can comment here on what I write,neg or pos I don,t care.My reply at the minium"thanks for commenting" simple

Its almost been three months since that terrible day. I have managed to pull myself slowly,a long road to go.(35 yrs of being dependent on her). Its not only grief but working on turning around many emotional and physological problems on top of that Its like I was never social or into making friends. I have alot of emotional flashbacks(I call them) thinking about her last days ,of our life together.

So tommorow is another day,I hope I have a flash of inspiration.I still don,t think Iam anywhere close to getting out of my grief.I just feel when she died I should have went with her 

Dave