Im still alive
So it has been four months since he passed away and it seems like just yesterday. I STILL MISS HIM. I STILL CRY AT NIGHT. The pain is not as extreme as it was in the first month but it still lingers on. I can't help but ask why. Why this had to happend to me, as if my life wasn't already fucked up. The one good thing in my life had to vanish. But I guess that God has our "trials & tribulations" to go through. I just get angry sometimes, he was too young, he wanted kids, he wanted to get married, he wanted to live a good life. I loved him with all my heart. I just get so upset, he was the only boy in the family to carry his last name. Whatever shit happens.
And what the fuck do I have a therapist for? I think I have been seeing this guy for about two and a half months and this fool tells me everything that I already know. I should of just got a dog. It would of saved me 200 bucks.
And what the fuck do I have a therapist for? I think I have been seeing this guy for about two and a half months and this fool tells me everything that I already know. I should of just got a dog. It would of saved me 200 bucks.