ast summer, my best friend died. I wasn’t able to fly to the US for his funeral. Mike (not his real name) was the brother I wish I’d grown up with. We met when I lived in the States for three months. When I proposed to my future husband, I wanted Mike to be my best man. We used to go to the same church and when I realised that a life of celibacy as
I can’t get past how empty I feel since my best friend died
May 26, 2023
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