Mar 21, 2014 02:05
So, my adoptive father is dead.
I knew this was coming. We all knew. Everyone knew. Inoperable brain cancer. He lived longer than expected.
He was really brave. Humorous. When the pain was too much he would make a little gasp, then say, sorry, I make random noises.
I feel weird being emotional. We were never close, or anything. But one feel really strange without him. I dunno. I don't even know why I'm posting. It's not grief or loss. Just absence. We weren't meant to fit, but we kind of did, or at least he didn't hate me, and now he's gone.
I'm alone again, fatherless, even though I always was. I guess I just had a stupid fantasy that I wasn't.
Uhh happy Easter. This got way more depressing than I intended. Sorry! I'm fine!!