This is the hardest post I have ever written. I have started and stopped so many times.
My baby, my best friend, Jedi, passed away on March 8.
It feels like a piece of me is gone. I have this constant feeling of dread.
Some moments, I’m doing okay. Other moments, I’m completely broken, crying until I’m hyperventilating.
I miss him so damn much and would give just about anything to get him back.