I keep waiting for the epiphany that I hope will hit me, telling me that everything in my life will be alright, and that losing her made me stronger, and all of that bullshit.... But for now I feel as if it has just burned a hole inside of me. A world without her is a world not worthy of happiness. And hearing people tell me that it will make me stronger, knowing that they have never gone through this type of pain makes me want to scream. And I refuse to take any type of anti-depressant right now. I just want to sit and feel this.