So ... here i am 2 weeks later... i guess im doing okay as well as can be excpeted i suppose, i mean after having a fmaily member die oyu never really recover do you?.. i mena sure you deal with it you move on but oyu never really forget. like when shoppin for xmas presents its like oh what am i gonna get grampa and then you think oh right.. not here my mistake and then you get all teary eyed and everyone gets lal like oh whats worng and then everythingis all akward adn well im sure you know what i mean. and christams really is the worst time for things like this you know.. cause just when your getting in the spirit of things you crash to a screaming halt when then words grandpa died last night are uttered in your direction. I dont even know what to do to help anyone because i dotn knwo how to help myself......
MY mom she has taken his detah hard and why wouldnt she it was her dad but sometimes i think she acts as if she is the only one who has suffered a loss here and thats just not true i lost my grandpa i know grandparenmts are supposed to die adn it happens but you cant help but have it shake up your world.. and when i get upset about ppl always say you should talk about but why should i burden ppl with my issues theyve got their own shit to deal with and ppls grandparents die all the time why should i be special... another thing he was the only good prandparent that i had the other two would prefer that i never exsited and you know thta is always super duper... GOD!!!! life is so fucking unfair..... its always the good ones that die while the assholes and fucktards go on to live happy full lives... .... **sigh** I guess ppl were right when the said that lifes a bitch
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