I hope you're doing a little better this morning Blake.
I know the feeling, all too well, of sitting there imagining them hurting, all alone and needing us. But, it wasn't us that couldn't work things out - God knows we tried to the point of exhaustion.
We're broken, they're broken - there's just a whole lot of broken going on.
I woke up to a text from him at 5 am. Not sure at this point which is worse.... the 2 days I heard nothing, or seeing the desperation in his message and knowing I can't do anything about it.
It's not going to be a good day - I feel like my phone is the enemy right now and I'm afraid to go near it. It would be too easy to get it all started again with just one text back from me, but I know where that leads and I have to fight. You have to fight. We have to fight for ourselves. We deserve more, honestly we do.
Hang in there - keep breathing - one minute at a time until we get stronger.