Yesterday was a long old day starting at 4 in the morning and ending at 12 the following morning. This isn't the first time I've been back since B died its the third.
My connection to this house is something that I find really strange. When I'm not here I miss it, when I am here I feel very close to B. although my worst nightmare came true here it's a place I am drawn too, a place where I feel just a little bit like me
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