I feel ok until I see a picture of him, then it hurts. Then it’s hard. This is the reason we’ve been on and off for so long…I can’t let go because I love him more than I can even imagine.
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
sadness is relative