Day 37

Monday, November 17th, 2025 @ 9:40pm

Dear J,

I miss you something vicious today. It has not been a great day. I’ve been sad and I’ve been aching for you.

I don’t help myself. I know that. Falling asleep with your handsome face up on my phone screen. Re-reading last messages. Searching your name. These activities offer me a brief respite, but I know they only deepen the ache.

I should try to eliminate some of these behaviours. I should.