So things change. Thats just the way life is. You think something is so perfect and awesome, and then out of nowhere it changes. No reason why. Nothing is explained. And that's what hurts the most.
And you wish it didn't, and things could be fine. Like they were. But that's not meant to happen.
I am feeling better now, I have my voice back. Which is always a good thing. I have been listening to lots of music, going to friend's boyfriend's gigs, buying Christmas presents, taking photos, painting, nights with best friends, planning secret Santa at work, missing America and my family, buying smaller dresses, writing letters, and just trying to carry on.