I went out on Friday night with a few friends and totally broke down on the way home, i was such a bitch, it's a good job they are so understanding. I just ranted to them they they didn't realise how hard it is or how i have to hide my grief infront of them all etc
I then got home and stayed up until morning talking/crying to Lee. I wasn't even that drunk

I just feel so sad, really down. Spent hours at Ben's garden yesterday.
Oh well....life has to go on