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Almost 4 weeks ago, on December 16th, I lost my truest love and boyfriend of 2 years, to suicide. I have always considered myself a strong person but I find that belief, and many others, to be shaken as of late. I have never been in loved so much, or loved so much, in all of my 20 years. A shadow of despair and sorrow have set over where the sun used to set for me. It feels as if a rotted lump of cancer has taken the place of a once beating heart, inside my chest. Every single day is a struggle beyond strength and endurance, to move out of bed and find the will, or might to go on. Life was a journey - a glorious, healing and growing jou

Yes, I am still alive. Hello and how are you my friends, to say I haven't missed you would be labeling myself a liar. I have missed you <3 Over the past year I have Got my first job, got an apartment. Got a second job, quit my first job and now have a third job, so technically I'm working 2 jobs. Agh, the exhastion :( Agh, the money (: Please stay in touch, all of you. Please. Carpe diem. --Wench (Laurena)

Misery; Ache, extreme unhappiness, despair, wretchedness, hardship, despondency.