I get bogged down with work and end up with a headache from hell before heading home. It’s been a stressful first day back, and now, more than ever, I hate his absence. We’re a team; we work on all this crap together and do it well. I’ve never had to take over single-handedly, and I don’t like it anymore. I’m angry at him for making me do this, mad at how my emotions are up and down, and I can’t stick to hating him or missing him.

I know it’s part of my job, and I know ...