Freedomtown IC

I've been doing a lot better recently. With my grieving, I mean. But today's been rough.

Not even sure why. Today isn't any kind of special day, nor the anniversary of anything. I just had this... horrible feeling of loneliness when I woke this morning, and it hasn't gone away.

It's like all day, I've just been craving the feeling of being held, of someone who loves me reassuring me everything's gonna be alright.


Whitney Dean-Ramirez
Hey, Whit. Think we could get together for lunch this week sometime? I miss my sister.

Text to Wichita

>> Hey you.
>> Any plans tonight?
>> I was thinking we could just hang out and talk.

Hey, y'all!

So, as many of you know, while I personally don't date anyone, I'm in love with the concept of love.

I love hearing about it, reading about it, and seeing it.

So with so much stress and tension around here lately, let's revel in love.

Are you dating someone? Tell us all about them. What you love about them. How you fell in love. Anything you like.

Got a crush? Tell me about 'em. What makes you like them? How do they make you feel?

Let's hear it, folks! Don't let me down!

Who: Wichita & Dr. Carly McDonald
What: The start of something
When: Sunday evening; April 11
Where: The End Zone in Freedomtown
Warnings: language

( They're both in the mood for something different. )

Huh. I guess it's never too late to discover new things about yourself. Even when they're things you kinda knew for years and just didn't want to admit.

Either way... I feel like maybe, just maybe, I took my first step toward healing today.

It's getting harder and harder to even make myself get out of bed in the morning. I thought I'd be getting a little better by now. Healing a bit. But I just feel emptier and more lonely by the day.

Private to Jack Damon
Jack? Just wanted to let you know... I'm taking a hiatus from work. I'm not sure for how long. If you need to replace me in the meantime, I understand 100%.

When someone has been sleeping in your bed and they disappear, how do you get over it.

I come home, look at his side, and get all depressed again. I miss being in his arms.

I thought I was over this, apparently, I'm not.

It's so weird how you can be single most of your life and do just fine, but then after only being with someone a year or so, when you become single again it's like you can't remember how to even function like that anymore.

Sigh. I did not want to be *that girl*. The one who has to be with somwone to be happy.

Yet, here we are. And to make it worse, I can't help but think every guy I meet just doesn't measure up to the one I lost.

Being lonely sucks, let me just say that upfront. Especially when I find myself unable to even look at any guys without thinking about Noah.