I'm mourning the loss of a life that never existed in reality but was thriving in my head all this while. It recently passed and I am viewing it as unnatural death because I can't figured out how it just keeled over and stopped being.

I'm still in the beginning stages of grief where anything and everything can set me off. Apparently is called post-traumatic shock.

Stand back people. Give her air to breathe before she hyperventilates and loses the part of her that's left.