Had to do some admin things today, not good. Could hardly speak when I rang the bank. Then the job centre was awful as they didn’t really know what I was therefore, even though on the phone I had been told I needed to let them copy my marriage certificate. So not good. I’ve only been out the house twice and both times it’s felt very surreal, and I feel the hole that John has left with full force. It’s like I walking around with a physical part of myself missing. We were truly one….