To be honest, we all know that this is more than "just" a death of fictional character. I don't know what it is. I am confused, and afraid, and inconsolable. I am trying to be positive but the more I do, the more depressed I become. This is something that means a lot to me, something that relates my life so much, seems like it begins to be a mirror and I am afraid to see my reflection. And it hurts like hell. 3 days in a row as an insomniac and still devastated. Still mourning, and my insecurities are all over the place