On Dec 2007, we separated for the last time and he left for a life apart from our family. The pain cut deep and I became entangled in a maze of darkness and grief. Grief for the mate I lost and the love I had wanted. In the depths of my grief I had to rebuild my life and care for my little angel. Daily tasks became my anchors in a sea of cold despair. His leaving left me emotionally raw and the pain was searing into my very soul. I felt that he had rejected my love, betrayed my trust, my existence had not been enough to keep him happy and with me. He had become his disease. Living with this man who needed so much had drained me and made me unable to focus clearly on anyone but him. Now that he was gone, I could focus on my little ones and on myself. Loss requires one to deal with the pain... to deal with the changes that occur when loss is a part of your life... I had lost my love, and my man. I was alone in my home, the only adult. My little ones needed me to be strong. They needed me
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