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Oh, great. My first nervous breakdown in a public place. I had a few on Tuesday but I was work and the bathroom was at my disposal to hide (not that anyone paid attention to my red puffy eyes; not that I expected anyone to notice) but today I was in my favorite café chatting with a friend and she said that I have to accept the fact that there will come a day when Vincent will…that he will not always be with me and I just couldn’t stop the tears. Some days are better than others but today isn’t one of them. I can’t stop time from running. I feel helpless, I am helpless. And that drives me insane. Tears don’t help at all but crying is better than screaming.