I wish I could touch his face. It often hurts so much just thinking about not being able to show how much I love him. He introduced me to someone as a friend. It’s a start. I really hope he meant it, still means it. I get these bouts of almost panic, mostly at night.
He turned me onto The Archers. It’s difficult to listen, but makes me feel somewhat close. So does working out, especially on the treadmill. There are benefits to that.
Please be well.
