I’m waiting to start IPT as CBT didn’t work and I’ve been reflecting and I feel like I’m constantly grieving. Love is such a big thing in my life and even to love is to grieve. It’s like everything is gone and I know it’s not but it’s so hard. I’m so drawn to sadness and I don’t know why. Every time we go to a book store I look for the short poems because most of those are about love and grief and I don’t know why I’m so drawn to it. It’s like there’s a ghost in my body that’s mourning things I can’t even describe. Anyway I hope therapy starts soon.