I’m sorry. I’ve missed checking in but I wasn’t sure what to say.
A couple weeks ago my Monkey of more than 5 years and I went our separate ways. We are both heartbroken by this, perhaps in slightly different ways. The break was a loving one, which almost makes it more difficult. It is hard to remove your life from someone you love without ambivalence, whatever the practical implications. On top of the mourning is the detangling of 5 years of our lives. I’m 27 years old, and haven’t really lived as an adult without him.
Anyway, there’s not much else to say here that you can’t guess already. Thanks for being the kinds of friends I don’t mind sharing this with.