Sock day

sock day a few days back, no special feelings of relief. A tinge of sadness, a tinge of finality and a lot of self control. That's what it looked like on the sock day. Got inebrieted after going home after many many days. Dreamt about her again. When woke up nothing physically had changed, but a feeling of finality was there. Even though I know what happened was inevitable and somewhat good for me, still it was a bit difficult that day. Doing better slowly everyday, having grieved and trying my best all these years did help in some mental peace that I tried and did my best. Hang on there everyone going through this. You will survive all this !! I did :)