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I don't even know where to start with this entry...
Friday, after work, I learned that...
1. My GF's ex GF passed away.
She was on a waiting list for a liver transplant (diabetes) and had health issues. Of course the total lack of health care for poor people in the US didn't help any.
2. My ex GF's GF was killed by the police.
Last Wednesday apparently. Austin police shot and killed her in south Austin. The identity of the victim was not released until Friday, so that's when I found out. I knew her. Not super well, but she was always nice and polite and funny. I liked her. She had spent time at my house. Hell, she had even come to family dinner at my mom's before. My brother had tattoo'd her. I just keep thinking about the day she bought a puppy in the Walmart parking lot, and I held the adorable sleeping thing in my palm for like 2 hours. I'm sure my ex is devastated. But she's so odd and emotionally... weird... that it's hard to tell. I reached out, and let her know that the family is here for her, but I doubt that I will hear much from her, because that's her way.
On Sunday, I drive my GF to Houston for the family gather / viewing thing or whatever for her ex.
Very emotional and strange experience. I don't really have words for it.
Didn't make it home until late, and back at work again early this morning.
Fueled by do-nuts and fruit punch.
I don't really know what to say outside of just putting up these very basic and very simple facts.
Friday, after work, I learned that...
1. My GF's ex GF passed away.
She was on a waiting list for a liver transplant (diabetes) and had health issues. Of course the total lack of health care for poor people in the US didn't help any.
2. My ex GF's GF was killed by the police.
Last Wednesday apparently. Austin police shot and killed her in south Austin. The identity of the victim was not released until Friday, so that's when I found out. I knew her. Not super well, but she was always nice and polite and funny. I liked her. She had spent time at my house. Hell, she had even come to family dinner at my mom's before. My brother had tattoo'd her. I just keep thinking about the day she bought a puppy in the Walmart parking lot, and I held the adorable sleeping thing in my palm for like 2 hours. I'm sure my ex is devastated. But she's so odd and emotionally... weird... that it's hard to tell. I reached out, and let her know that the family is here for her, but I doubt that I will hear much from her, because that's her way.
On Sunday, I drive my GF to Houston for the family gather / viewing thing or whatever for her ex.
Very emotional and strange experience. I don't really have words for it.
Didn't make it home until late, and back at work again early this morning.
Fueled by do-nuts and fruit punch.
I don't really know what to say outside of just putting up these very basic and very simple facts.