365 days and I can’t even begin to type this without fighting back tears. 365 of the darkest days I’ve known in my life. I’m embarrassed for still being so deeply affected by this loss. Ashamed in my inability to work through it when so many others have gone through the same thing. Desperately searching for answers and peace. Selfish for needing help and literally sickened by my complete incapacity to ask for it. For 365 days I’ve reflected on every facet of this and of you.