I know it hurts so much right now that you can barely live. You haven’t eaten or drank in hours, and it makes you nauseous to consider it. I promise time will move on, and so will you. It’s horrible, the deep pit inside you they feels like it will never be filled. Trust me, it will slowly heal. You’ll always have a scar, but you’ll never feel so open and naked again. I won’t ever force you to “move on,” but at some point you’ll want to. Take it a day at a time and eventually you’ll look back at this as a healthy experience. Remember, sometimes the best things come from the worst experiences. If you can, just keep surviving, however you can, until you can bear to do more. I’m proud of you.