Grief = Anger
Funeral was today. I thought i would get closure, but i feel more lost than before.
I'm angry. Incredibly angry. And I am fucking sick and tired of all the petty problems my friends are bringing up to me, as if complaining to me will make me fee like i have less of a terrible situation. No, actually it just feels like everything is piling up on me.
I hate this. I don't even want to see some of my friends right now. I want fucking brady. I want to vent to him and get the typical brady response of "I'm sorry, want to go grab a milkshake?"
Fuck life. Seriously. Fuck it.
PS. on a lighter note. Thank you guys for your supportive comments. I'm sorry if I'm being distant.
I'm angry. Incredibly angry. And I am fucking sick and tired of all the petty problems my friends are bringing up to me, as if complaining to me will make me fee like i have less of a terrible situation. No, actually it just feels like everything is piling up on me.
I hate this. I don't even want to see some of my friends right now. I want fucking brady. I want to vent to him and get the typical brady response of "I'm sorry, want to go grab a milkshake?"
Fuck life. Seriously. Fuck it.
PS. on a lighter note. Thank you guys for your supportive comments. I'm sorry if I'm being distant.