Looks like the world didn’t stop for my broken heart
I can’t believe I am here again. This week my sister died. What am I going to do without her?
I can’t put everything into words right now, but I feel unmoored/foggy/disconnected.
I am angry that everyone else can be happy when I am just miserable.
Also, when I manage to not focus on it, I feel guilty for being happy when she is not here alive anymore.