A message from beyond.
I'm 30 now. Work has been long and demanding but today I came home and began packing for a three-day-weekend vacation. I left to check the pressure on my car's tires and gave it a wash and a wax to get it ready for the road. When I got home my girlfriend had dinner started and couldn't wait until it was done to model the lingerie she had bought to surprise me with. We laughed, we kissed and we told each other about our days over dinner. I hadn't felt this complete in a very long time and I definitely took my time to soak it all in.
My point is, hang in there. With whatever strength you can find. Push through. Suck it up. Autopilot it if you must. Reality is you won't get better. I still have the same thoughts, I'm still filled with the same emptiness, I still have bad days. All that stays. But life grows around them and makes them feel smaller and smaller and some days you even forget them all together. You can always do it tomorrow. Wait and see.
