Chapter 1: I Cant Forget That Day.
I go to therapy.
Every week, Every Tuesday.
I sit and answer the same questions.
"Do you still miss him?"
"Have you moved on?"
"How often do you find yourself talking or thinking about him?"
Every fucking day I dread without him.
I was the Witness to his death.
I cant forget that day.
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