Just Trying To Figure It Out

I'm still trying to figure out who I am now that we're apart. For years, he was my everything, my Daddy, and I was his little girl. But now the dynamic feels strange without him here every day. Today, I found myself dressing up in old nighties and curlers, just hoping he'd come home and tell me it wasn't real. It's like a part of me is stuck in this phase we shared, and I can barely talk to my friends about any of it because they wouldn't understand the depth of our connection. I know I need to move forward, but every day feels like I'm just waiting for him to walk through that door again.