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My grandma died this morning, well yesterday morning but it isn't like I've slept or anything since then. She may have lived in out in Minnesota where I barely even see her once a year but it is still has me incredibly depressed. It just seems unreal. I can barely even think straight because of this alone and now I have to panic because I'm suddenly flying halfway across the country to a funeral so that I won't be able to pretend that it hasn't happened anymore. And it all happened the day before my dad's birthday too.