Two months today
Bruce died two months ago today. I feel as if he has just died all over again. With tears streaming down my face I am reading all the other blogs. This road of hell is too much to bear. When I was raped I thought it was the hardest thing I would have to endure, how wrong was I.
Bruce was my rock in that time, he held me through all my nightmares and now when I need him the most he is not here. Some things are worse than death. So to the next person that says to me I must be strong I might just show them how strong I am, all 54kg of me.
Bruce I love you more than life it's self. I miss you soooo much.