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Just as I thought things couldn't get worse.... they did. It started off as an okay day, my parents were getting ready to go out of town, I took my senior pictures, and was getting ready for work when the phone rang. My dad picked it up as it is his sister... she broke the news to us that my grandmother, (my dad's mom) had just passed away. Once again my life is stuck a black cloud. I've never just truly heard a grown man cry... as a matter of fact, all you hear around the house is phone rings and sobs. I'm eventually going to have kind of mental breakdown due to the pain God is throwing into my life. Is he just trying to make me stronger? Is he just testing me to see if I can handle it? Does everything happen for a reason.... once again I'm confused! What the fuck did I do to deserve the heartache that is put upon me... Why, dammit!