For all those people that don't know what it is like to lose all hope and not want to endure another minute; I applaude you. I also hope you never feel those emotions. I honestly wouldn't wish this pain on anyone. But I have been told, "this too shall pass," so pass already. I don't want to get replies like I'm loved and it's all in my head just think it away. Just accept that you cannot control or tell me how to feel, or change my life. What comes to mind is that 50s song, It's my party and I'll cry if I want to. Well, it's my life and I'll cry and be hopeless and not communicate if I want to. The picture above is titled, "wound" and that is how I feel 98.9% of the time since John died. When you lose the love of your life, then come talk to me.