Saddddddd
I have never seen my Gma cry unless at a funeral... I try to make people feel better with my useless words and I just sound like a boob, I dont know why I try, I am sure I come off as uncaring and disgusting to human condolences... cause.. no matter what I can console people... I laugh inappropriately at funerals.. and talk about being hungry to my Gma when my Aunty moves away, and gma is left crying in the garage....
Im not souless... but I am sure I come off that way...
I should learn to just shut up...
I couldnt sleep all night, I was tossing and turning and kept waking up with anxiety and fright! Oh my...
I know my Auntie and I have had our bouts of fists flying and such.. BUT I AM SAD FOR HER for having to move into a home....
She has a lot of issues and I DO THINK they maybe mentally and physically her needs will be met where she is going... and financial problems solved....
BUT she has to leave her home, and her dog (who by the way is the saddest little pupppy ever, and she lies around depressed... I keep trying to pat her and let her codle with me... but it breaks my heart that she is so sad... and I am sad I cant keep her) and her life and furniture and things! I know things are just things... but when you are not given the choice to lose everything, its hard...
I can just imagine....
Its worse then losing stuff in a fire or having a spring sale or spilling cranberry sauce on your favorite top.
I thought I lost all compassion for her... BUT I THINK I FOUND IT... its in the pit of my stomach, its the lump in my throat and its swelling my heart vessel..
Im not souless... but I am sure I come off that way...
I should learn to just shut up...
I couldnt sleep all night, I was tossing and turning and kept waking up with anxiety and fright! Oh my...
I know my Auntie and I have had our bouts of fists flying and such.. BUT I AM SAD FOR HER for having to move into a home....
She has a lot of issues and I DO THINK they maybe mentally and physically her needs will be met where she is going... and financial problems solved....
BUT she has to leave her home, and her dog (who by the way is the saddest little pupppy ever, and she lies around depressed... I keep trying to pat her and let her codle with me... but it breaks my heart that she is so sad... and I am sad I cant keep her) and her life and furniture and things! I know things are just things... but when you are not given the choice to lose everything, its hard...
I can just imagine....
Its worse then losing stuff in a fire or having a spring sale or spilling cranberry sauce on your favorite top.
I thought I lost all compassion for her... BUT I THINK I FOUND IT... its in the pit of my stomach, its the lump in my throat and its swelling my heart vessel..