Set in of pain

I miss the man. Disbite all efforts I can not distract myself enough. There is that and sadness has crept into my thoughts. It invades my happy times, setting depression on. It's like a slap in the face, this feeling of loneliness. However, there can be no tears. Tears do not solve anything, they are weak and I do not have time for weakness. There is no room for weakness with all I have to do. I must not let the darkness consume me. I need strength, I have to fin it somewhere. Anywhere.