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So again, I'm dealing with things all by myself. I honestly don't know how much more I'll be able to take in my lifetime. As much as people may say they're there for me, it's just their way of being polite. People get mad at me because I don't pay enough attention to them when I'm thinking and talking about my grandma. I should be used to this sort of stuff by now, but I'm not. This time, one of my biggest fears is coming to life and I'm the only one who sees that.