I don't hear from him for a couple days, which surprises me. If I'm being totally honest; it cuts me to my core. I depend on Moby for direction in my life. No matter how dark things get, he's the light on my path. Once I found him, I knew I'd never be alone. But here I sit, my heart shattered, by myself, in a never-ending darkness that's cataclysmic.
I took the week off work, needing time to process and rejuvenate. The last year has beaten me up pretty badly. I've lost sight of who I am. Every part of me changed. I miss my husband and had hoped me leaving would spark a fire in him to get in gear; to fight for me. Hell, to fight for himself. Instead, it's radio silence. Not just from Moby but I haven't heard from any of my Fish either.