It's football season. I really like football and so does he and we always watched the games together. It was something we shared that was special. We'd make dip and have chips and snacks and kick back together and it was wonderful. I haven't watched a game since the season started. I can't stand the idea of watching without him. I don't want the reminder. I don't even want to hear it in the background. I can't believe he's sitting around watching without me and he doesn't even miss me being there.
I'm not doing very well so far with detachment. I keep hoping he'll call or that he'll miss me.