I lost my partner almost 3mth ago. Im living my days like hes still here, like hes still at work or just popped out. Its like my brain has to do this because if, only for just a moment, i remember the truth, the pain is unbearable. I talk about him the same as i would have when he was here. I can even talk about certain things relating to his passing, like im reading an article from a magazine. Its as if my brain has flipped a switch somewhere. But if someone says anything like im sorry for your loss etc, it instantly feels like iv had the wind knocked out of me, its like if other people know hes gone then it makes it real. People say to me ,your doing really well considering and im so strong'. But its all an facade. I have nobody to talk to because i dont want to upset anyone or make them feel awkward. Nobody talks about him, which is wrong. He was the other half of me. I want to talk about him. He deserves to be remembered. Im still so deeply in love with him, hes everything i wanted, and still want, with him, but i cant. I dont know if any of what im saying makes any sense to anyone. Its like part of me knows i need to grieve, but it hurts less if i live in my own little bubble where he still lives too.