What happened? I thought I was past this…
I guess it doesn’t work that way. I was hoping for a few days of depression and then a sudden revival but that doesn’t seem to be the case. I guess it’s more like it was when my Grandmom died but…worse. Wow, that’s a horrible thing to say.
My Grandmother dies and I cry once. Some girl (some girl…right) moves away and I’m devastated. Pathetic.
“I’m grieving, it’s a process.”
^Applicable movie quote^
Ugh. She’s back in my dreams again. The type of dreams that feel so real. Nothing dirty or anything. Usually just talking. In person. Good dreams…until I wake up. But it’s not like my life is horrible. Just moved into a new house and I’m close to everyone that I love (well, obviously not everyone or this post wouldn’t exist).
It sucks when something is still able to knock you the shock (yes, shock…thank you Spider-man 2099) down even though you saw it coming.
I said it would probably last a month…it hasn’t been that yet and I’m almost there.
I thought I was, at least.
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