I'm just so fucking pissed off tonight. Almost a year since DH died and I'm just so angry that it happened to him, to us. We didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve it. He was a lovely, kind, gentle man who was an exemplary husband and father. Everybody loved him. He was a good person. He took care of us. He loved us. We were good friends, good neighbours, good colleagues. We did everything right. And yet he's dead. And it's not fair. It's not fair that my beautiful wee girl doesn't get to have a Daddy. It's not fair that I spent my whole life looking for Mike, my soulmate, only to lose him 8 years later. I'm so angry. And I don't know what to do with that anger. I want to scream.