My heart feels as though it’s about to shatter with the pain of losing Maxine.

I turned to Tom during my darkest hour, but he isn’t even attempting to understand my grief or what I’m going through. It’s all about him and his needs; all he cares about is himself. He didn’t even offer me a hug as I stood sobbing in front of him. I’m about to sacrifice my life to save his, and already I’m struggling.

How will I get through all of this?