got up this morning and thought today is gonna be a good day. I am going to get up, take a nice walk with the puppies, maybe do some cleaning...blah blah blah. I get up, come downstairs and the phone rings. Its Alex, a girl stephen knew from faire...and WHAM I am right back to being depressed. She had just heard about Stephen. SO we cried together on the phone and now all the energy I had when I got up this morning is gone. I know things like this are gonna happen for a while and I am not suppossed to be okay after only 2 weeks! I don't want to be that person that mopes around the house but I don't want to do anything. I have a hard time going anywhere, I keep having panic attacks. I don't really want to see anybody...no offense....I just want to see Stephen's smile and hear his voice thats all.