A week ago my boyfriend died unexpectedly at his home. Its been really really hard because we were so close. We spent almost every day together and did everything together. I was the one who had found him dead as well. To be quite honest, I have no clue how I've gotten out of bed every morning and kept living. He was so young, not sick and certainly not suicial. The wake and funeral was pushed back for a bit due to the 4th of July holiday and at first I thought it would be terrible because it was so long away. It turned out to be okay because we had something to do. Now that the wake and funeral is over, I am completely lost. I am so heartbroken and it is so hard to function normally. Everything I do, I think of him because we've done it together or was going to do it.
I know its only been a week. But it still makes me wonder, if it hurts this much now, how will it ever get better?