Tomorrow is Gee's day, at 6 am on December 18, 2010 Gee died. Eight years.
I still find myself fighting depression. Doctor asks if I want/need medication, ah no. My last appointment I was asked what do I do for hobbies....I read I told him...he was concerned that I spend a lot of time alone, I'm not alone I have the dog....dogs don't talk he said....I'm sure he has never had a dog.
I don't write much...it's always the same....missing Gee, depression, work sucks...no one wants to read that, I don't want to write that...
I miss Gee as much as ever. I think of him all the time.
I don't write much...it's always the same....missing Gee, depression, work sucks...no one wants to read that, I don't want to write that...
I miss Gee as much as ever. I think of him all the time.
