Raikle

You had a boyfriend, Rachael, and he died three years into your relationship. You cried all night, with no appetite, no mood, no energy, and emotional exhaustion. You decided to try the chair trend: put the chair in front of you and imagine someone you care about sitting on it, telling them everything you feel when they're gone, and then you're supposed to cry. I did the same, sitting on the bed, pulling my knees up to my chin, and started telling them everything I'd been through, and then you burst into tears, clutching his sweatshirt and inhaling his scent. But it turned out Rachael had been alive the whole time, and there was a knock on your door...