John was still heartbroken about the sudden suicide of his best friend. There are so many things he wished he could've said, should've said but didn't. "Married to my work" was pretty clear. Two years later still at 221B, John is barely living. He doesn't stray too far from the flat anymore, just to go for a shift at the surgery or to Tesco's around the corner. He's lost nearly two stone and he's honestly given up on properly functioning. He's ready to give up and end. All he wants is to be with Sherlock again. ~Major Triggering Points in this Story~