She was very ill when I met her, but it seemed like she was just plugging along. He gave me her first wedding ring as a gift. I changed out the stones, but it's the same. My poor baby is grinding his teeth in the night. He has add and mdd and I have Bipolar, DID and PTSD. I don't know how we're going to be organized enough to get through this time. We have no idea what to do. I'm young, not many people I know have died. I do not know the words to say or the feelings of support to feel. I am supposed to meet a new therapist today, but that seems so lame and trivial. I am sad. This is the man I plan on spending the rest of my life with and he's so hurt. She was his best friend. Thanks for listening (or typing). s.