Just that, really. I’ve survived for three years without my beautiful DH and it’s just a ginormous pile of shit. I hate having to be strong, having to cope with this life without him. I want one of his bear hugs and I want to be shagged silly (which he was bloody good at). Not really an AIBU, more of a rant. I’ll probably feel better tomorrow but tonight I’m feeling rubbish. I miss him.