I'm sad Steve is gone, but I'm working at being able to say I'm happy I'm alive. If I say I'm good, it goes on in my head that Steven's dead, I'm good therefore I must be happy he's dead. I need to take it one fact at a time.
I did the best I could to make life as comfortable as possible for Steven.
Steven's life was taken from him and I.
I go on everyday.
To curl up and be sad for too long will not bring him back or make me feel better.
So the alternative is to live. Might as well live to the fullest right?
Or, I hear Steven saying I think too much, and can quit tearing it apart.